by Mary E. Lowd
March 12, 2021
Green fire
Expressing ire
And perhaps
A latent desire
If gazing could invoke
The viewer to gently stroke
Behind this feline’s ears
The gesture might endear
A lowly human to the graces
Of a member of such a godly species
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From the book: Some Words Burn Brightly: An Illuminated Collection of Poetry
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