little
the cat follows me from room to room,
helping to clean the baseboards.
i tell him about people he’s never met,
and he listens closely
then says something i can’t understand.
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Meow <3
What a short and sweet poem–nicely written.
Great! And also … that’s my cat 🙂
very nice, captures the moment
This is perfect and such an insight as to what they do for us.
I love this poem, and the last line is perfect
And, while I’m very sorry to hear you had a horrible year, your bio line is amazing lol
Nice! Purrrrr…