fur motor comfort
the size of the package
belies its content
the old cat slows
in the autumn of life
savoring all
Tom sings his territory
while we must obliterate
our enemies
pink nosed nudges
break my concentration
feed me
I go
where you cannot
because I can
The cat
fallen leaf toys
pounce, turn and dance
repeat after me
© 2007 Sandy Vrooman
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