maybe that’s why the spider has left me alone

  
Her gray lightens 

with the sun, laying 

here upon the swing 

with me. Her paw out

stretched between back

board & seat, quiet together

within cicada song–how could

one be sad when a moment reminds 

you of home you’ve home with only

the Word to be known?
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It’s been awhile since I’ve sat outside with this cat & listened to the world. The birds, cicadas, crickets all blend into one song & it sounds like love.

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