|Reviewed by Gianetta Ellis
|Reading your work is always purely delightful!|
|Reviewed by Cryssa C
|There is something special about those misty morns..
|Reviewed by Jon Willey
|it was easy to settle in to the cozy atmosphere you painted for me -- until the cat startled -- this is what I can always find in your excellent poetry Eileen -- you quickly establish a mood I can get into with ease -- peace and love to you my friend -- JMW|
|Reviewed by Michelle Mead
|:) Kitties are the best, and they seem to make the most of every season and weather, lol. Felt the sun on my skin reading this ending.|
|Reviewed by Cynth'ya firstname.lastname@example.org
|Fuzzy bunny slippers evoke similar sensation. (smile)!
blessin's and peaceful season to you Sis. ET,
|Reviewed by JASMIN HORST SEILER
|Engulfed in mystery again, enjoy, don't wish it away, the wonderment about things and feelings, a purring sound a pussy near your leg, let it be a longlasting mystery enjoy it, sometimes the brightness is all too glaring ha, enjoyed! Hugs! Jasmin Horst|
|Reviewed by Stan Grimes
|Cleverly written, Eileen...another A+|
|Reviewed by John Flanagan
lovely atmosphere and scene and a fleeting moment of mystery that stirs and excites.
|Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan
|cute write! glad it was a cat!|
|Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado
|Beautiful write, Eileen; brava!
Hope you had a great Thanksgiving; we did! :)
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
|Reviewed by Cindy Tuttle
|Eileen, What a wonderful gift you have!Thank you for sharing it with us!
|Reviewed by A Serviceable Villain
Your style shines like a radiant sun dear friend - this is a very laudable penning!!
|Reviewed by steve Chering
|REminds me of the great 'Joni Mitchel' style. keep writing.|
|Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner
|I love kitties; I love fog; I love your words: enveloped in comfort! Well done, Eileen.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
|Reviewed by Regis Auffray
|Lovely write. In fall and winter, the fog often swallows the river valley here. It seems as though I could open my window and walk upon it since it is below my home. Thank you, Eileen. Love and best wishes,
|Reviewed by Georg Mateos
|You make me so homesick that...it wasn't a cat, it was me! :-)
|Reviewed by Ron (sketchman) Axelson
|Always a joy to visit your page
with lovin, kissin, and huggin
|Reviewed by George Carroll
|Hate to dry in pea soup fog. You bring us right into that fog with you, in this splendid poem.|
|Reviewed by Bonnie May
|Holy cow, haven't seen a mist like that since childhood. Sure hope it was a cat, a little one. So cute Eileen and very enjoyable. Love and hugs, Bonnie|