(who did it?)
Who Stole My Heart??
AGAIN!
little soft feet
pitter~n~patter
<multiplying>
as they race
towards me
opening up
nummy treats
~pppfffft~
my love stolen
then given back
heavy with joy
as I watch them eat
by my wiggly bare feet
Ahhhhhh so cute! This poem reminds me of my sweet little cats who will often come running if I open any sort of bag that “may contain food” for any reason.