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Tapitly, tap, tap, That’s the sound of my feet, Coming towards the shake, shake, shake, Thats the sound of my treat. I’m always hungry, And mostly tired, But pull out catnip, And I’ll be all wired. Mom lets me on the counter, But grandma does not, I’ll jump on it anyways, Even when it’s really
Hey What would they say When my time comes For Judgement day? I am afraid I’m not good enough That they will see Right through my bluff. Have I made A difference to Help the world To stay true? Have my words Taken a part In the world Changing it’s heart? Did I save Lives
I remember, many years ago, When my mind was misunderstood, Adopting a lonely, golden feline, Never knowing that she would, Save me and change me, To make me the woman I am today, Now that I’m older, I realize, I wouldn’t change the past in any way. Because she thought me a lesson, On how
Tap, tap, tap The drum of a utensil That’s sharp as a whip But worth more than gold. A creator of worlds And release of emotion A way in which To give meaning to life A conductor of energy From the core of my being To define who I am And harness my power For
The crispy air creeps over my skin as I’m snuggled into the covers the comforter fashioned tightly around in the bleak of the night shivers tingle my senses and become a beacon for warmth a shadow mewls softly as it nestles into my body it’s heat radiates through my skin and warms my core. the
Sy Redemption 