catA Poem by DMurrellLike the totality of our lives from 1st smell/feel/sight/hearing awareness to whatever moment is the unknown future ahead of us we truly are like cats prowltime, spacetime, sleeptime, sunshine on a hot tin roof in the winter time. Nice to think about this existentiallly cosmic kinship with such a wonderful furry being, eh? Enjoy that l-o-n-g stretch...now! © 2012 DMurrell |
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Added on January 10, 2012 Last Updated on January 10, 2012 Author
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