In Mother's World
in mother's world when dawn comes
it is the business with the animals
fed and watered, personal attention
let the dog out, clean the cat box
feed the birds
then we eat and at the table
the wandering cocatiel
politeness demands a share
of your breakfast
things to remember such as
which ice cream belongs to dogs
sayings like Anatole France
until you love an animal
you only a half of your soul
these are things a farm girl brings
to life in the city
OKC 6/22
Copyright © Timothy Ray | Year Posted 2022
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