the stray cat that came
out of nowhere, from the field,
to jump in my lap as i
rocked on the porch.....
just lay there and purred,
while we drank in the breeze....
and the afternoon sunlight.
perhaps a messenger,
too much like me...
homeless spirits at home
in the world!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I like this one a lot Eric. It truly has so much depth and love in it. Saying a lot with so little. Jim Troy