Paws knead a happy rhythm
and I need nothing more
every day when I come home
you’re there at the front door
When you purr there’s magic
and comfort radiates
and you always listen
when I pontificate
The little paws I’m wrapped around
make me so content
It matters not that you eschew
to help to pay the rent
You may prefer the empty box
instead of what was in it
or decide to tear around
the house as you see fit
There may be fur on all my clothes
but that is just your way
of letting others know I’m yours
should I go out to play
So you see this ode’s to you
because in the end
I will always love you too
my little furry friend
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This weeks challenge er challenge update:
- Blog post 32/52 – only 20 more to go!
- Writing in the screenplay – Check
- Drawing – Check
- Feet writing & drawing – Check
Until next time…
~Liv