cats dancing with dogs under the moon for my father
Ray Heinrich
Sometimes we all get too caught up in life
in death and i can understand some of this now
but you know it’s a smooth place like a
spring day where we slide from start to finish
just like the weeds the dandelions or roses
some wanted some not but it is all the waves
one after the other each meant each beautiful
in its way we flow one after the other as
important as ants as insignificant and
as beautiful as clouds.
