Unaffected by the world’s
Trials and tribulations
She sleeps peacefully
Immune to what’s around her
None of her time is
Wasted in moody upheaval
I imagine she somehow knows
Life is too short
So she prances around joyfully
Sharing her loving smile and
Her affectionate kisses
Cast upon all who are
Willing to accept them
And to love her in return
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The picture, of course, is the perfect mate for this.
Like Karen Chalfant...it is my cats that do this.
A very enjoyable read - poeticized beautifully ... wonderful!
Robert
How strange it is an insult if one is called a dog or a bitch, when from such comes the most beautiful love. It should be the ultimate compliment.
Still, to be safe, I'll just call you a very special poet who touches hearts in a beautiful way.
John
Their lifes are alot easier than ours. Sleeping, eating, playing, always being loved and taken care of by someone.
Good one.
My mom's name is Nancy Ann, my grandparents were Munsons... Anne Mundy. God. Don't you love those snycronizations like that that pop out at you!