a calico bookmark purrs her way down old books
filed with older poems
that
my eyes are too weak to read.
i will listen to Her instead –
and know Love.
the parlor panther
pours himself
over my lap,
barely perceptible
subterranean purrs rumble
from the deepest plush
where is bone or claw?
all is warm vibrations
when your tummy is upset,
reach for a mint.
sometimes it’s good to eat something fresh to help with digestion.
hey, you don’t have to eat the whole garden!
sometimes times,
all you need is
a cup of tea.
some days you don’t want to get out of bed –
some days you wish you could get out of bed!
either way,
furry company is nice.
life is no bed of roses –
thank heavens! think of the thorns!
everywhere i go,
You watch me –
i watch You
till my heart beings to break…
each of us in cages,
yet all created by humans.