She Holds My Heart
And I hold hers
She holds my heart and safeguards it,
Wrapping me around her every need,
From her first hello at the dawning sun,
To her quiet request for her next feed.
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Her cuddles warm my day,
Her glazes swell in my chest,
Those big yellow eyes overflow with love,
Even when she’s in protest.
**
Her cuteness is over the top,
Especially when performing her happy dance,
A greeting she gives me when I return,
As her little legs skip and prance.
**
Biscuits are her specialty,
She kneads them into absolute perfection,
They‘ve got to be just supremely right,
And pass her rigid inspection.
**
I hold her tiny heart within my hands,
I’m honoured and truly blessed,
My baby girl, my adorable cat,
Whose love and companionship is the best.
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About the Creator
Colleen Millsteed
My first love is poetry — it’s like a desperate need to write, to free up space in my mind, to escape the constant noise in my head. Most of the time the poems write themselves — I’m just the conduit holding the metaphorical pen.
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