One bitter night, whilst outdoors,
underneath a snowy sky.
Inktails saw a little white dog
with a dark patch on one eye.
It was half inside an upturned bin,
alone and looking lost.
Which worried mouse a little,
because that night there was frost.
Inktails asked would it like shelter
in a place with warm, dry straw.
Then he gave the dog a biscuit,
in return it gave its paw.
18 Feb 2024
Beneath the floor, there is a wall, where Mouse had found a space. A little corner of ones own, with items there to place. A candle light, a tiny stool, some pictures hung with tassel. Such humble digs between the bricks, but every home a castle.
22 Jan 2024
Plant a tree.
It might not save the world, but it's a very good place to start!
3 Oct 2023
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