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The Gate
By : Ali Taha Alnobani
Yesterday she invited me to see the moon in her garden
The wind tried to prevent me
Although I was sad, I walked under the rain
The gate was full of small doors and small cats were looking at me
Their shining eyes told me the tale of my baby
One night she was looking at the moon,
But a big cat with shining eyes got her dreams broken.
...
Wednesday 6th March 2013 7:49 pm
a little journey
Yours was a little journey
Barely from A to B
You never ventured very far
You chose to stay with me
A paw laid gently on my hand
Told more than any tale
A purring presence on my bed
Your charm could never fail
You always were a slinky girl
So sooty black and chic
My gemma, little witchy cat
You always were unique
The garden is your bed now, ...
Friday 14th January 2011 7:22 pm
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