By Joan Wilson

You get two poems today for the price of one. The first one is about a dear friend of mine (see if you can guess who it is) and the second is about love for one another.

That Olde Cat Look

By Joan (Watler) Wilson

Why do I think of you

Every time I see a cat?

Is it because you’re so warm and friendly

And more so as a matter of fact?

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Your hair is always combed so nicely

Your clothes are styled just right

Your words are softly spoken and

Your eyes so very bright.

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So you see it stands to reason

Why I think so much of you

We’re great purring friends together

Let’s meow the golden years through.

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Togetherness

By Joan (Watler) Wilson

There’s nothing as nice as togetherness

With friends we hold so dear

To share one’s delights or problems

And to show each other we care.

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A look, a touch gives one a feeling of belonging.

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But in these days of rush and never stop

We pass each other on the street or in a shop

‘Hello – how are you’ is all we have time to say

Too rushed – we’ve got to get away.

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To what? A traffic jam, the office or where?

Surely we should have a moment to spare.

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Maybe in our home we’ll have a cup of tea

I don’t know though we’ll have to wait and see

Wait? But time waits on no one I’m told

So make time for each other before you’re too old.

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