Furbaby
The story of a mother's love, and daily sacrifices you willingly make for a tiny life placed in your care, regardless of species
It's worn like a badge of honour
With a sense of motherly pride
It's become my favorite accessory
From your 'glitter' there's nowhere to hide
It's a symptom of loving you darling
Each smooch and each hug you bestow
You leave behind sprinkles of stardust
And I leave the house covered in snow
Though my world once looked a lot neater
My blacks black, and my bed hairfree
I exchanged that world for a better one
Full of love, fluff, fun, you and me
And I really don't mind all the cleaning
And I've always looked good in fur
It's worth every moment and sacrifice
When you curl up beside me and purr
About the Creator
The Rose
I have been writing poetry since a very young age. I don't usually share, but I thought I would get some of it out into the world.
Affection and Healing for Yourself
During the night of the last quarter moon, I gathered my ritual supplies. I carefully handled the chunk of black tourmaline that would protect me from your overall negative and narcissistic energy. I carefully walked the house with my stick of selenite in hand, asking the universe to cleanse our working space.
By Alisha Wilkins ✒️🦋🖋️6 days ago in Fiction
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