Our Balloon floats on a Whisp of Air — high Above the Sea

A balloon of Love — floats up Above — with Hope for You and Me — Poetic Pussycat Tale

A Pussy Cat Tale

Lady Donga Diaries

Words & Pictures — Lady Donga

Meow 229

My whiskers fare-welled the ground below — as our balloon rose high in the sky

The narrow slits of my feline pupils twitch in unison — its time to say bye bye

Bye bye to the land I once called home — its time for us to roam

Our balloon floats high above the seas — safely above the bubbly foam

Then suddenly a gust of wind –spins our balloon basket right around

But its ok we are steady now — our voyage is westward bound

And through the mystical cumulus cloud — that looks like fairy floss

It seems we have arrived at heaven — that’s carpeted in silver moss

And there a bearded man he plays a harp — he plays a tune for me

He welcomes me to the pearly gates — and my human Seaspray D

And inquires how are things on mother earth — how do the humans fare?

To which I reply “it’s become a race for money not love — I thought you were aware?”

He puts his harp down on a cloud — and scratches his bearded head

Holds his hands upon his heart — and this is what he said:

“Lady Donga tell those humans down below — to pull their finger out

“And get their minds out of the gutter — its love that they must sprout

“They shoot themselves in the foot — when they have no love within their heart

“I have told them this many times before — I told them from the start”

The bearded man picked up his harp — and commenced to play a tune

And soon a whisp of air moved us on — and we floated towards the moon

My human Seaspray D turned down the gas — we landed in a crater

And we sat there contemplating — what we would tell the humans later

Because what was shared was told before — can we really change their mind?

Indeed, it is up to each and every one of us — to try to save mankind

MeooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooW for now dear readers

Until next time

With Love — Lady Donga Diaries — © Meow 229–2024