Soul

Through emerald orbs

wise to the magic of the universe,

she gazes cool green ice

through a heart warmed by

trials and fire,

saving you in grace

she purrs gently.

We are the gifted ones,

souls who save one at a time

the precious beings found

in love and wonder

how could we not

dive deep into these beauties

as we lose our thoughts

in calm and peace.

Dreams of grass and the spring of our lives

fall into the pool of drifting

dreamily scheming

of a nap in the sun,

oh green eyes that beckon

to go deep into bliss

side by side.

This beauty belongs to a friend and her name is TW (Tiny Warrior) and she has her own Facebook page💚💚💚💚

What’s news

The newest addition to our family…and part of why I’ve been “preoccupied” lately. World and friends, this is KitKat. She’s part munchkin cat and a year and a half old. We adopted her from the rescue shelter down the street after our beloved Smokey didn’t return after a month. She’s a cutie and a bit shy, although doing nicely at taking swings with her paw at the dogs noses. 

Love her heart on her chest and four polka dots down her back. Hubby picked the name and she’s itty bitty KitKat for sure. 

Shop till you drop

Wilma and Betty went to the mall,
presents and gifts for them all
as credit cards filled
dear Wilma was thrilled
to shop till she dropped
but alas and instead,
off went her head.

Betty was laughing
with the gifts she went on
leaving the headless lady
left grasping the cart
losing a piece of herself
with no head in sight.

Her lips pursed in displeasure
and round past the cat
that licked its paws in pleasure
for the damage she’d caused
sitting cat like, non-plussed,
poor Wilma would need
just a wee spot of glue….
’cause besides a chuckle,
what else could I do?

Alas, poor Wilma will never be the same again…stupid cat!
Just a bit of humor of the stupidity of putting any Christmas ornaments within the range of the cat who decides they are there to bat about at her mercy. Sigh.