“I always think that the best way to know God is to love many things.” ~ Vincent van Gogh
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Monday, August 8, 2016

Passing Muster

My cautious cat
runs and hides
when men visit.
Someone has hurt her.

My god-daughter,
travelling interstate,
visits me today
with her new man.

The cat, though wary,
stays in the room –
eventually approaches,
almost allows a pat.

'He's a good man,'
my god-daughter says.
Holding hands, they smile 
into each other's eyes.


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3 comments:

  1. This made me cry, Rosemary.

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  2. I love this. All of my boyfriends had to pass muster with my mother's cat.

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  3. Aw! This is such a sweet piece about learning to trust again.

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