WIND LIKE A KITTEN
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Like a kitten thinks you want to play,
when you take your mop or your broom,
they chase and try to catch the toy,
and you're trying to clean the room.Like the day you decide to sweep,
the patio or the back porch,
the wind thinks you wanna play,
and begins to blow of course.All of the world is a play,
and we are all a huge part,
a game that allows nature to say,
it was meant this way from the start.From the clouds and winds that dance,
and develop into winds and rain,
from the earth stretching far below,
and we are all shaking again.From the birds who sing,
and the flowers whose smile we love,
from the bees stopping by to chat,
to the thunder and lightning above.We all form the game of life,
where hurt is not an intention,
and yet when nature strikes,
it always gets our attention.So think when you see the kitten or pup,
and how they like to play,
that all around us is the same,
and smile along the way.
©Written by: Ed Kassirer
June 26, 2001
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