DRESSED IN WHITE

'What is it?'   by   Trish

Pussy cat, pussy cat, why do you stare?
Tell me, tell me, what is out there?
Ghosts of lost, once marauding friends,
who passed on and now, tell of their ends?

How they fought off the foes far and wide,
how they never once ran, or  tried to hide.
How the dawn came upon them after darkest night,
and those who still stood were left without sight.

Pussy cat pussy cat, are you alright?
you look so pale, a frightful sight.
Is it me, you come revisiting, dressed in light,
filled with a glow from the after life?

Tushie   25/8/12

A PURPLE TIME
Oh dear Pussy cat, you are so white,

'Looming Light'   by   Trish

is it to help people see you at night?
I suggest you be a little like me,
my color helps to cheer, as well as see.

I know I'm not perfect, nor anything else,
but I'm just gathering up all of my wealth.
And where may that be? do I hear you ask?
Let me show you, the gold dust, all over my path.

Tushie   26/8/12