In memory of Smudges 1998 - 2018
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The garden lush and fresh with flowers in every hue, oh, how you loved to play and rest yourself in shade; I buried you in your sweet cat place with flowers blue, how, I wept upon your repose until the stars did fade; and birds twittered at dawn- yet still, still I stayed. ________________________________ June 14, 2019 (Edit January 29, 2020) Poetry/Quintain/My Beauty in Repose Copyright Protected, ID 19 -1220-444-02 All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
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