IMAGINARY GARDEN
gave us a choice of photos
FELINITY
(It's not a word, but I like it)
I've a sneaking admiration for cats,
Though pets, I fear, are really not my thing.
Cats stretch themselves, with indolence, on mats,
And do gyrations with a piece of string.
They don't care if their actions are approved;
They're indifferent to our feelings and desires;
For all they ask is others to be moved
So they can stretch out closer to our fires.
They purr, of course, but only as a ruse
To make us feel we're wanted when we're not.
They seek our laps, but only when they choose,
On cold nights, to be somewhere nice and hot.
Dogs are so needy, desperate for our love,
So bouncy, so affectionate, so there.
Themselves is what the cats are thinking of;
That's why they haven't any love to share.
I like cats for their honesty, I do.
What you see is what you get and that's O.K.
A dog may be the ideal pet for you,
But give me a selfish feline any day.
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MOTHERS' MEETING
Very nearly time to go;
The lengthening shadows tell us so.
Womens' gossip, baby-lore,
What has gone and what's in store.
Recipes and chitter-chatter;
How to stop from getting fatter.
In-law problems! Sleepless nights!
How to put the world to rights!
Gardening tips and recipes,
Book suggestions. Mysteries?
Character assassinations!
Husbands' terrible relations!
We could talk all night, although
The lengthening shadows bid us go!
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