People forget what you said, what you looked like and what you did; but they never forget how you made them feel.
...
In my
Heart
There are two grimalkin
A snow leopard; sleek,
white
and with eyes of
ice
Her partner
A black panther, swift and with snout wet for the
hunt
Ice is impish and inquisitive
zig
zagging
through the
snow and bounding beneath
trees
Romping and pouncing
showing off her soft and tender tummy
to the sun
taking delight in the smells and secrets in her path
climbing high onto cliff faces and into
mountain air
Darkness is driven across plains
seeking game
Honed and focused
acutely aware
ready to pounce
Padding stealthily towards
prey
judge and jury
he slips between night and shadows
Who guides Heart through the wilderness?
Loved
both equally;
The feline who is fed
survives the
Wild