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2
October 2014
I
Was Born
I
was born
And
from the harsh
Earth
I was flung
To
live and breath
In
a beautifully scary world.
My
eyes take in
Things
I love and
Some
things I
Don't
want to see.
Salty
tears sting my eyes
With
grief and anger
But
many days
They
swell
With
joy at
All
the stunning
Things
on this
Planet
that we exist.
Oh
I was born!
And
unto me was
Freshness,
zest, a will
To
stun and glow,
A
will to bring a
Happiness
to those
I
see and touch
In
this chaotic world
Of
today.
So
here I stand,
Born,
alive
One
of many
But
one of a kind.
3
October 2014
Sage
Sage
was a fat cat that loved to sit and meow for food. Over time she lost
all of her fat and became a happy yard cat that loved to sit in the
sun and catch garter snakes. A leaf fell from the tree and caught her
eye. With as much stealth as a she could muster, which isn't much,
she crouched to the ground and raced to inspect it. Flipping onto her
back and slithering around the leaf, Sage figured out that the leaf
was not much of a toy and went back to flicking her tail in the sun.
She was awkward and unbalanced in all that she did, even when she
cleaned her legs and belly. She was warm and joyful, pretty and
content, at least until another leaf fell or the wind blew the grass
a certain way. Then Sage got hungry and all the outside was lost. She
sat at the door and meowed to be let in. With a slightly drunken
looking stumble, she walked to the laundry room and took her fill of
kibble then found her normal chair to be in a slumber for the rest of
the day.
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