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April 26, 2005

Saturday

Another Saturday night has passed
Full of cleaning and making home beautiful
Individually wiping the slats
Of the venetian blinds gently and careful
Has anyone ever said I love you
I must have you, you do blinds well?
Yet, still I prepare and clean
Knowing only time will tell
I am building this nest for someone
This place is oozing with two-ness
One day she will enjoy the herbs in the sill
When I make dinners full of freshness
And tonight my cat jumps up in my bed
Trading with me a pat for a purr
And I ask my familiar companion
Who does your cat sense say is her?

Posted by BlueWolf on April 26, 2005 09:29 PM