Pawstice (© David Jensen, 1-2011)
A warm solstice breeze whispers presence and passed…
“a bark and a purr and a coo everlasts.”
‘neath reigning clouds no tears to be shed;
blessed joy for warm paws, fur, feathers instead.
A rainbow cascades painted pawstrokes of gold …
“An Arch and an Ark!” winds’ whisp does behold.
Pawstice exists when the sun never sets
leaving impressions engraved in heart silhouettes.
Those here, those passed, their strength is so near
when you listen and love with welcoming ears.
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