There Is a Brighter Side
We wandered beside the hills happily
My daughter was very glad to see
Lambs grazing golden grass
A few looking at us
One of them became friends with Emily
The wool in its neck she cuddled fondly
You are, she said, my Goldie
They walked by the green road
Looked on a big eyed toad
From my flask I poured a cup of tea
From nowhere a van turned up speedily
Just in front of Emily and Goldie
Right then a small black cat
Before the van it sat
A huge sound of a brake shattered our glee
The black cat sat in the middle of the road
From the motor van rolled out a brown gourd
The black cat looked at it
As if saying bullshit
It caressed the lamb in a pink mode
Emily was now with two true friends
She watched how a black cat with a lamb blends
They now sat on a mat
The cat snatched at her hat
What seems impossible love transcends
Emily brought home the black cat
In a week's time the saviour grew fat
Needed a nice comrade
Would play with her long braid
When tired would take rest in a basket
A neighbour's brown cat would sometime come
Both would then pass their time handsome
Emily would join them
I would write a poem
Or in delight a Spanish guitar strum
The black cat was by now a friend with all
One day it got injured in a brawl
Visited the kind vet
He pronounced it was dead
Many waves thus rise to suddenly fall
In the garden near the haystack
The cat was buried wrapped in a silken sac
As the spring came to a close
Arrived there a dark black rose
The black cat said, look, I have come back
This way many a black cat delights us
Some we see some in unconscious
Comes and goes the black rose
Life doesn't come to a close
Van Gogh always keeps painting on canvas
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January 23, 2018
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