Poetry

A Gentle Touch

This one is the previous week’s

There once was a cat named Dutch,
Whose soft fur was pleasing to touch.
With a purr and a blink,
He’d make you think,
That cuddles were worth every such.

Poetry

Fingers Trace Life’s Paths 

Special thanks to my collaborator on this Rengay, Anthony
https://empathmuch.wordpress.com/

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Digits reach and touch,

Graceful in their delicate dance,

Embracing life’s path.

Tracing the entire journey 

From the start to the present…

-MAD/AAA