Monday, March 19, 2012

The Cat and the Crow


The Cat and the Crow

The cat and the crow,
Both friend and foe;
Sit idly by
While the cold winds blow

The cat ~ she is stealth,
cunning and wise;
The crow ~ he's so dignified
With pale blue eyes

She's truly his friend,
Though she'd never dare say;
But he cares not why,
As he bids her good day

He waits near the tree
Where beneath she does lie
Protecting her soul,
Should she ever die


This poem is in rememberance of my dear friend, "Blue" who helped brighten my days with his sweet soul. I know that he is still with us all in spirit ~ watching over us each and every day!


5 comments:

  1. I remember your story about Blue. Lovely poem, beautiful graphics.

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    1. Thanks, Robin!! He will always be miised!

      Hugs,

      Kim

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  2. So beautiful and heart touching, Kim. A lovely tribute~~~

    Blessings and Hugs,
    Jan

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  3. Beautiful Kim ;o) What a touching tribute! Hugs ;o)

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