The Call of the Wild

The susurrus of the leaves

Of the trees caress softly

The little tabby’s cheeks

And whispers the wonders

Of the world in waves of winds

Blowing in sweet soft hues

Of the sunshine iridescently

scattering like ropes of rubies.

 

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