Our New Kitten

by

Dina Dinsmoor

Little Rasil Raisin
We cant wait to meet you
now your just a picture
Here in a week or two
To comfort us in mourning
Of a dream we use to have
Of a child of both of us
A little lass a little lad
And although we are not giving you
That kind of yard to measure
We will love you and and sometimes call you
Our baby and our treasure
The Siamese for thousands of years
Have been around to soften
The tears of saddened people
and to give us conversation
We cannot give to you
Your predicessors palace temple
But in our hearts we think you'll find
A place that is quite special

Sunday, July 23, 2006

Red Roses
Current mood: melancholy
Category: Writing and Poetry

Red roses and babys breath
Yesterdays flowers sit in my miste
Holding onto hope
This month we're right on time
ingredients were gathererd
motility might be fine
The only thing that keeps me from crying
and calling all my friends
is last months flowers
didnt last
a fragile dream again

NEXT?
Why don't you look at Flanders Field
by: Momma Dee
from: Derbyshire, England, UK

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