to imagine you happy is a beautiful thing

my ink skulks not

for i am truly happy for you

halted, the dreamless nights for me

sunlight, adventure and peace for you

may she differ from the rest

be cat-like in every way

hunt, pounce, yowl

meet all your hidden pleasures

scratch the earth upon rising

purr often

but most of all

may she lead you

through harsh and heavy wastelands

past empty lots

into fields of brightly-lit colored flowers

where the two of you will come together

share delights

be truly happy

 

by mary ann blinkhorn

 

Written for Three Word Wednesday

words:  imagine, differ, halt

http://www.threewordwednesday.com/

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26 thoughts on “to imagine you happy is a beautiful thing

  1. billgncs says:

    forever and ever….

  2. unfetteredbs says:

    excellent..where you will come together

    share delights

  3. Im begotten again ! What talent!

  4. granbee says:

    Imagining dear friends and loved ones “happy” is truly, truly a MOST fine thing!

  5. davidvanhaydu says:

    Very good writing!

  6. Berowne says:

    Is it possible that the whole thing was heavily ironic?

  7. evea192 says:

    Must say, for some unknown reason, this brought a smile to my face. Very nice.

  8. patgarcia says:

    Hi,
    I love this poem and I can feel the encouragement and positiveness flowing from it. It is like a blessing.
    Thank you, my dear and I hope you are fine.
    Ciao,
    Patricia

    • mypenandme says:

      I had a lot of dental work done after work today and my mouth is frozen–other than that, I am well. Thanks for stopping by, my friend. Wishing you a happy weekend, and once again, congratulations! M.A.

  9. ManicDdaily says:

    I’m allergic to cats, but appreciate the fun of this. Of course, you mean a devoted cat! K.

  10. You are very gracious.

  11. Maxi says:

    Delightful! Paints a happy picture of my best friend and her cat … they live with me.
    Blessings – Maxi

  12. Sheilagh Lee says:

    lovely thanks for sharing this

  13. Teresa Cleveland Wendel says:

    The way I read this poem, I imagine the writer as the ex–a jilted lover with a very kind heart who wishes her paramour well.
    I, on the other hand, wouldn’t be so gracious.
    (That’s the beauty of poetry. It conjures up different images for everyone.)

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