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This cat just wants to play with a butterfly.
Submitted:Jan 31, 2010 Reads: 70 Comments: 0 Likes: 2
There was nothing better than sun
a piece of yarn well spun
a fabric sown and thrown from the throne of God
a triangle patch beside the tree
where this cat wanted to be
A quilted robe in strobe upon the tender ground.
Wait there for my friend
He will come here again
He willbring the singing sound upon my fur
Until he comes I'll rest
His wings will soon attest
His kindness reminds me of how well we are blessed
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