Monday, November 14, 2005

november's catdance sun

comes through the window on
soft paws nuzzling at me.
laying on my back i join in
stretch arch meow
soft yellow warmth purrs over me.
contented.
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Sherry Pasquarello said...

thanks, they do seek out that patch of sun. that's what gave me the idea for this poem.

3:09 PM

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