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Wednesday, April 24, 2013

A Cat for All Seasons



I walk the damp and lonely green
Of wayward autumn grass and see
A fluffball white as winter snow
That proudly sits to preen.

I watch the fluffball come and go
Its tread determined stern and slow
Its head raised high, its watchful eyes
All glazed with winter-glow.

And then it’s gone but in the sky
Another fluffball floats so high
And stares so wary, white and proud
While seasons pass me by.

Now comes the spring like kittens loud
With flutter, cluttered fur, surrounding
Where that cat returns to me
And sings for summer clouds.

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