How a dove

 How doves  sees the world 

Through their minds eye

In quiet reverence 

Then they fly 

The warmth of a dove

 The burnished hues soft and sweet

The warmth of a dove

So complete

Puppies milled

 puppies, milled 

We live here in a puppy mill 
It is winter now, and we are 
So chilled 
When summer comes the 
Heat is very strong 
Our fur gets matted, 
It gets too long 
We cannot breathe 
We cannot see 
we can only feel 
our misery 
please rescue us 
please get us out 
we are not human 
so we cannot shout 

That

 That which frightens us

From which we fly 

The measured moments 

As they slowly go by

The battles won or lost

No matter how we try 

So quickly they pass

In the blink of

Our aging eyes 

As we look with a new

Clarity 

At life’s contradictions and 

Disparities 

Wishing we knew all this

When we were young 

As wistfully we kiss 

This new day,

Begun.

Pride

 

live and let love as long as biting is in the equation love who you are and spread your inner joy

Okay ma enough serious… i needs a finger to chew on

Magic Mikey very wild feathered child

Withered and sage

 Withered and sage she navigates 

A world not meant for her age 

Honor those