Black and White
BLACK and WHITE
The Black and The White
seeming to be polite,
soft affectionate bite
of one on other’s neck.
Hugging each other,
sister and brother,
just playing together
at early dawn-break.
Me! Sipping morning tea,
watching them in spree,
frolic, fun-loving, free
favorite pets of mine.
Tumbling down, jumping up,
rolling fast, running sharp.
I finished my tea-cup,
wished to listen fake whine.
01/15/18
In The Brighter side ....The Image 2.
Contest by Eve Roper
Copyright © Anisha Dutta | Year Posted 2018
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