early cool breeze by the frame she sits
quiet eloquence green windows into mystic grooves
in the presence of the Queen bow i must to pick her up
for morning supper tired she is up all night
catching gnats and only witness to falling stars
early cool breeze by the frame she sits
quiet eloquence green windows into mystic grooves
in the presence of the Queen bow i must to pick her up
for morning supper tired she is up all night
catching gnats and only witness to falling stars
Amazing writing.
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Thank you Lucy. An offering for my kitty cat 🐱 xo
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Lovely Poem 😻
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Thank you friend xo
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Love the “quiet eloquence green windows into mystic grooves” line. I’ve enjoyed your cat poems. They’re good muses for you.
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Thank you friend yes they are 🙂
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Haha your cat. 😜
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I know shes spoiled 🐱
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Cute.
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