Haiku a Day
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cat
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Showing posts with label
cat
.
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Saturday, July 21, 2018
July 21, 2018
Your soft steps, velvet
nose, contented sigh- miss you
much on your birthday.
Friday, April 13, 2018
April 13, 2018
I miss you morning,
noon, and night- your soft fur, love,
rainy day cuddles.
Wednesday, December 13, 2017
December 13, 2017
A fire doesn’t seem
right without a cat- miss mine,
substitutes don’t work.
Tuesday, October 31, 2017
October 31, 2017
Excitement builds as
the minutes tick by- oh to
be trick-or-treating.
Wednesday, August 09, 2017
August 9, 2017
Even when apart,
I think of you oft- in a
very fond way still.
Friday, July 21, 2017
July 21, 2017
Your birthday comes, but
you’re not here to celebrate-
miss you every day.
Tuesday, April 18, 2017
April 18, 2017
Profound quiet fills
the house, I miss you each day-
my truest friend gone.
R.I.P. Lamont: July 21, 2001- April 4, 2017
Wednesday, March 08, 2017
March 8, 2017
Ax my meetings, clear
my day- week is due for an
end, me for a nap.
Saturday, March 04, 2017
March 4, 2017
How can a big cat
look so hungry? Magical
kitty begging eyes.
Wednesday, March 01, 2017
March 1, 2017
Noble feline, how
can you stand being around
humans? It's tough work.
Saturday, February 25, 2017
February 25, 2017
Why leave to go out?
We could just stay here and rest-
well, I will at least.
Monday, February 20, 2017
February 20, 2017
I don't welcome this
day called Monday- I'd rather
weekend continue.
Friday, February 17, 2017
February 17, 2017
By Friday, dog-tired,
we collapse on the couch- cat-
naps fill the weekend.
Saturday, February 11, 2017
February 11, 2017
Wherever I am,
sun shines on me, behold my
glory, I am cat.
Friday, February 10, 2017
February 10, 2017
Why meditate by
counting breaths when sleeping cats
are near- purrfect zen.
Sunday, February 05, 2017
February 5, 2017
Stay away Monday,
no one wants you to visit-
weekend stay always.
Thursday, February 02, 2017
February 2, 2017
Groundhogs, not cats used
to predict weather- no cat
would cooperate.
We are gods, not barometers.
Wednesday, February 01, 2017
February 1, 2017
Who could resist a
face like this? Feed me tuna
now, human servant.
Sunday, January 29, 2017
January 29, 2017
Sunday morning the
humans have too much time- their
idle hands vex me.
Saturday, January 28, 2017
January 28, 2017
Is every day a
weekend day for cats? The wink
tends to confirm this.
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