MichaudBlaine's Poetry & Prose As it Comes: The dusty kitty

Sunday, October 4, 2009

The dusty kitty

There he was, lying about in the sun Missing his mommy, his cat mommy that is. Dull and snoring his coat looked askew. But the minute I let the word roll out down the hall "Here Handsome, I've missed you. Wheer's my baby kitty!" He bolted from his sun bath and bounded down the hall From the back of... Sign in to see full entry.

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Poems come to me all the time. It may be started as I notice the leaves scuttering down the street on a cold fall day or something else much deeper

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