Not for sale,
For lease or rent,
The cost is not
A single cent
To occupy
This vacant heart;
It’s yours
If you can
Make it start.
Poetry that purrs. It's reowr because the cat said so.
Not for sale,
For lease or rent,
The cost is not
A single cent
To occupy
This vacant heart;
It’s yours
If you can
Make it start.
I really like this one!
I’m so glad! 🙂
oh, sweet girl. you are so very lovely. i’m so glad you write– don’t stop, ever.
Purrrrrr. 🙂
😉