an extemporaneous poem

had dinner at mike's with people i like
at least four of them were in love
beef, trout and crab cakes, tex mex eggrolls
Doris -- "mama" -- ate like a champ

we drove home alone, my baby and me
and listened to crosby stills nash
she's shy about singing but she will if i do
soft harmony, "we shall be freeeeeeee"

home now with the kids, harry & richard are out
daddy's nursing his sore paw again
fed ginger, tortie, big charley -- and guest:
a raccoon with a brown snout

toby's enjoying the open window
in the office, and watching the birds
"if you let me out i'll catch you one, mom"
he begs; i say gently, "no"

supposed to be building a new web/cat site
can't concentrate on anything
tho't i'd tell all DU that i love life and had
a great night.

Is Toby one of your pets? One of my nicknames is Toby. You should post in the poetry group if you like poetry, Bertha. There is a lot of good work being posted there if you like to read poems as well.

All the pets named there are cats.

I don't write much poetry, and I'm shy about it. But I'll definitely read a lot there, now that I know it's there.

Thanks, Droopy.

That's got a wonderful feeling to it! :)

:bounce:

:sings: you make me feel like rhymin'...