at the kitchen window
stirring summer soup
we watch our ginger cat
tiptoe out, across the beach
she gazes into rock-pools
not left undisturbed
last years summer visitors
returned, remember her
they lie on rainbow beach-towels
soaking up the sun
the cat strolls home
to await the turning year
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Lovely poem.
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thanks Cindy
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