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FRED
We named you for the way you Kitten-danced Up my jeans, over the sofa, to the curtains -- Before we de-claw'd your cub spirit.
Older now, you dance sombas Meow-howling From our kitchen, your guest room, or woodpile -- Searching for my missing human shadow.
You take flight soaring over stairs purr-ouette-ing Crying my name in a foreign tongue Which, once finding me, planes my nose With dry, sandy licks.
proves added this comment 2009-08-10 14:04:57-05:00
sweet cat! Like it! +++++
proves added this comment 2009-08-10 14:04:57-05:00
sweet cat! Like it! +++++