Celeste
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My cat, Celeste.
Neck resting on the crook of my arm
gentle throaty murmur, content, calm.
Moonglow eyes no longer bear the weight of day
and slowly set. She gently drifts away.
I too must sail the night realm where she goes
but not yet- please, not yet
Copyright © Viv Wigley | Year Posted 2015
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