Poem for her 727
Dear Readers,
The morning
There the soft fog on street
The Blonde tabby looked out
The day was just edging up
Pillow meowed
I touched your paw
Licked your left ear
The smells of wood smoke and tea
The Flowers in the vase giggled
Metal petals sang a song
Sweet Nothings drifted around
Their whispers soft
We love you
We love you
They said each time one soaked into you
Making your ears twitch a bit
There was a purr on my breath
Long slow rrrrrr near Pillow
The walls sighed
The front porch swing said
Come see me soon
The plate near the eggs said
I like sunny side up today
The two cats got out of bed
We strolled out
Breakfast making time
Happy Birthday Babe,
Charles.
The morning
There the soft fog on street
The Blonde tabby looked out
The day was just edging up
Pillow meowed
I touched your paw
Licked your left ear
The smells of wood smoke and tea
The Flowers in the vase giggled
Metal petals sang a song
Sweet Nothings drifted around
Their whispers soft
We love you
We love you
They said each time one soaked into you
Making your ears twitch a bit
There was a purr on my breath
Long slow rrrrrr near Pillow
The walls sighed
The front porch swing said
Come see me soon
The plate near the eggs said
I like sunny side up today
The two cats got out of bed
We strolled out
Breakfast making time
Happy Birthday Babe,
Charles.
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