leaves do fall,
a convenient rain
crackling beneath
our wandering feet
and soaking between
complacent jaws
that yawn within
a periphery wild
with plans to meet
our nearby friends
sometime, this clear winter.
Cats No. 59 and 60 of the 500 Cats Project
congratulations on your book- I look forward to it
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Thank you so much. Just a few weeks more…
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This brings fragments of years past back in mind. Everything seems a little lighter then, or was that childhood stupor! Either way, thanks for jarring the old memory bank. Keep up!
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Thank you!
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