The Wine and the Cat It
One night after I drank all the red wine,
The label I hide on the wine bottle.
They told me of the psycho cat’s demise,
I thought it was a really bad dream.
Sabbatical dreams after quarantine,
are about to put me over the edge.
Eerie boardwalk creaks near the white sand beach,
found the cat drinking from the wine bottle.
Date Written: 9/5/2020 Collaborate With Me Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Kim Rodrigues
Copyright © Paula Goldsmith | Year Posted 2020
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