Protecting me while I worked as kitten:
Keeping guard of my monitor in the early days:
And years later protecting my computer from all sides...
As an old lady she loved stealing warm computer chairs to become the lead programmer:
(02/14/2006-7/23/2026) Farewell, my friend...
Emerald eyes are the color of Spring
And a little pink nose beneath
The softening folds of snow, ash, and earth mixing
In the rivers of soft flowing fur...
83 Waking August 7th β
Eyes open: intro to the symphony of life
Soft cat curled along the feet
Warm feelings as we turn
The expansive blue; falling sky, our view
Believe in serenity: blinking eyes dazed
Open wide our heart, and closing eyes
Falling into the darkness
Pillow soft, tucked beneath the sheets
Content: the landscape of sleep,
But waking memories in the celestial blue
The sun shines atop the moon
Embodying thought: filtering life
Before our dreams each morning
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Cares had drifted
From our thoughts
If only as lonely
They fell into
The quiet night
To let our dreams
Float among
The easel of darkness
Sheltered by blankets
Tucked warmly soft
Around our bodies
With murmuring breath
Drawing in life
From the grace
Of our quietness
Among our eyes
We searched still,
But we stayed
Quietly in each
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201 A May Thursday β
Gray clouds stood atop the sky,
Whispering with a lonely sigh
Of the shaking emerald leaves
And a night cat set perched
Shimmering against the alabaster
White all along the stone steps
In a moment of a cool day,
The rain fell, as I held
A forest dream; My heart swelled
With the little frog, slippery
And drenched, enclosed beneath
My trembling warm hands
I placed my soul deep into
The dreary boundless eyes
Forever I was held, wishing goodbye