Outside My Window, Upon The Floor


Outside my Window I feel a wee Cal’d Draft.

A Har From The Sea A Grey Misty Sight,

As far as my Eye’s Could See,

And Further beyond The Banks O’ The Dee

A Rainbow Upon The Garden Floor, Pale?

But all the Colours!. No, Maybe More!

My mind was Open, Down to the Kitchen

I Must go,

To do a wee Bit, A Bit O’ Explore,

Will I fall Through when I knock on the Door?

Or Stumble upon a  Stash O’ Gold

Long Frogotten, Long, Long ago?

By a wee Leprachuan

Who Is Galloping away, Ridding A Fawn

Maybe Singing or Constructing A Poem,

Whatevers Going on? it might not last long!

Jeepers! So, i Best Get Going i Better Nip On!

I get Down To The Hall, No Lights are on!

Then I hear a Wee Cough!, from behind A Door?

A Patter And a Scratch, the Kind O’ Sound Made From a Paw.

And a Shade of Light, Shines From Under the Door.

I Hear  a Meee’oow And a Crunch!

As if to say?.. “Give ME some More”.

I Hear a Soft Laugh, as some wee somethings

Are Scattered On the Floor?

And the Old Soft Voice Whispers,

“Thats your Lot” You’ll Get No More”

And with that, i See My Grandad, as i open the Door

Patting a Wee white Cat Who’s Sitting Munching

And Purring! Upon The Kitchen Floor!

 

 

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About unityandequality

I have lived very Little and Lived Alot and It is less about I and all about Humanity, and Poverty, on all levels. also how to be Guilt Free, And tear Down Walls that Seperate Society. One Child Starving in The World That We Call "Home" Is One Child To Many. The Ignorance Of The Many...
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