HENRI'S BIRTHDAYA Poem by MarieHenri's lament about another year passing...
Another year has passed. I find It has left no change behind. My water bowl sits on the floor As it did the day before, And my bumbling human slave Cannot give me what I crave, Only fills the boring dish. I wish that I knew how to wish. © 2015 MarieReviews
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