Their Little Thoughts
This is a short poem that was previously published by Morning Fruit Magazine, but as the website for the magazine is no longer available I thought I would highlight it on my blog instead. Also, make sure you look out for next week’s blog post for some exciting updates about Cats Home!
Their Little ThoughtsI think these trees are whispering
their lonely secrets to me;
dying leaves inhale my smoke
and remember what it was
to be alive, and to feel,
and they crinkle with muted joy.
If I sit here for a little while,
I might overhear the song of squirrels-
pawsteps on branches, leaping
from world to world, home to home;
not without a care, but harbouring
their little worries – their little thoughts.
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