Tuesday, May 8, 2012

by Picasso
Summer comes early but
winter never left as cold hearts
burdened with life's despair
vote in changes to change the culture
of a society that no longer cares;
birds squawk out mating calls
as green and blue colors
offer up the season and warmth
dispels all fears . . .  even for the old feline
who complacently sleeps at the feet
of her master who is slowly dying and
quietly begs for one more day.

May 4, 2012

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