While looking for a notebook to use I found this poem I wrote some time ago (when Tabatha was still alive), so I thought I would share it here.
We go for a walk most evenings
My three cats and me
Out of the back gate and into the lane
My three cats and me
Today we went before the sun had set
My three cats and me
Where the light caught the trees they were russet red
But the only one to notice was me.
Sam run across the grass in leaps and bounds
So excited to be free
Rudi chased after her loving the fun
Of my three cats and me.
Tabs came behind with unhurried pace
Sniffing and rubbing each tree
And so we progress along the lane
My three cats and me.
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