The cat in the wintry yard
Shivered in the freshly fallen snow,
I picked her up and she purred.
Life should be gently reaching out
To offer the vulnerable
Warm embraces.
When you cried on the telephone
A thousand miles away,
I’m sorry I couldn’t kiss you.
Warmth recognizes no barriers of time or distance. A very beautiful offering. Kind regards, Sandra
I reached for the tissues when I read this.. beautiful, a perfect 10.. HBH
A delightful poem Uriah, such a pleasure to find. A wonderful comparison. Lovely. Love Ernestine XXX
A wonderful write. Love the title the last stanza so warm. Patricia Gale
This is a wonderful write. The two stanza seem far apart as if differing incident and yet there is a unity to thhe piece. A tenderness, if you will.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What a purr inducing poem this is Uriah! Thank you so much. licking my ruffled fur, Tai