A cat ponders,
with eyes squinted sagely,
and daintily tucked-under paw;
curled tail,
and inquisitive ears,
how Sol came to be
and also is
and just briefly wonders
why he is too.
Then he naps.
A cat ponders,
with eyes squinted sagely,
and daintily tucked-under paw;
curled tail,
and inquisitive ears,
how Sol came to be
and also is
and just briefly wonders
why he is too.
Then he naps.
True wealth is the wealth of the soul
Poetry, story and real life. Once soldier, busnessman, grandfather and Poet.
A collective of thoughts, poetry, writing works, blurbs, and other randomosity
BUZZWEED QUIZZES
Art Studio Dumfriesshire
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