Because I can,
watch the cat
creep out from beneath the bed
in the moonlight
as if the quiet appealed
to her better senses ,
I too can tiptoe between thoughts
before the stars move
before she decides it’s time for sleep
before tomorrow has it‘s choices
From the author of Jupiter Remembered and Until It’s Time: Embracing Life In Our Later Years comes Petals of Love: Poetry of a Woman’s Soul – a heartfelt collection spanning more than thirty-five years. Through tender reflections, these poems offer g
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While I'm sleeping I'm most active, dreaming. There was a dog, but no cats in my dream last night.
Ron