Brave little cattail
Growing in a crack
In the curb by my bench
By the railroad track
Your fur is catching the morning light
Your head is bobbing in sheer delight
You dance and I smile and I dance with you
We are friends and I'll see you tomorrow
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Author:
Lorna (
Offline) - Published: January 28th, 2018 04:35
- Comment from author about the poem: And he came back every year!
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Comments3
Oh this is just perfect - a real gem of a write sr.
I identify more with cattails than people! Thanks for bringing me back to earth.
Cat tails are fine - it's what lies underneath that bothers me lol
Well crafted!fantastic!!
Thank you for your nice comments.
Very good write, may that friendship be always there.
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