soft fur and kangaroo kisses

sanctuary for the furbound

while the rest of the world is hellbound

and it all makes perfect sense

soft skin and flowery prose

sunflowers paint themselves

in murals for the mind

sunkissed and somnolent

the slumbering forest sighs

as it dreams 

of better tomorrows

...I'll have a better post later. I'm exhausted. Been out there. Living life. Wearing a mask, but among the masses. Went on a little road trip. We took my 80-year-old brother-in-law with us to places on his bucket list.


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