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Her Feline Love

Day 63 ... occasional showers and winds

Good morning.๐Ÿ‚๐Ÿ๐ŸŒ…☕️

๐Ÿพ❤️๐Ÿˆ‍⬛

Her feline love

You've lived life audaciously
With a touch of humor

You exude courage, confidence,
With a sense of adventure

How long has it been?
Please share your stories

How long have you left?
Please spare your time

    for her

She wishes she could be
as generous as you
as tenacious as you
as brave as you

- Michie Lyne

๐Ÿพ๐Ÿˆ‍⬛❤️


ๅฝผๅฅณใฎๆ„›็Œซใ‚ˆ

ใ‚ใชใŸใฏๅคง่ƒ†ใซไบบ็”Ÿใ‚’ๆญฉใ‚“ใงใใŸ
ใƒฆใƒผใƒขใ‚ขใฎใ‚ปใƒณใ‚นใ‚’ๅฐ‘ใ—ๆทปใˆใฆ

ใ‚ใชใŸใฏๅ‹‡ๆฐ—ใจ่‡ชไฟกใซๆบ€ใก、
ๅ†’้™บๅฟƒใซๆบ€ใกใฆใ„ใ‚‹

ใฉใ‚Œใใ‚‰ใ„็ตŒใฃใŸใฎ?
ใ‚ใชใŸใฎ็‰ฉ่ชžใ‚’่žใ‹ใ›ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„

ใ‚ใจใฉใ‚Œใใ‚‰ใ„ใฎๆ™‚้–“ใŒๆฎ‹ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎ?
ใฉใ†ใ‹ๆ™‚้–“ใ‚’ๅ‰ฒใ„ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„

ๅฝผๅฅณใฎใŸใ‚ใซ

ๅฝผๅฅณใฏ、ใ‚ใชใŸใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ
ๅฏ›ๅคงใง ใ‚ใชใŸใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ
็ฒ˜ใ‚Šๅผทใ ใ‚ใชใŸใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ
ๅ‹‡ๆ•ขใงใ„ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰
ใจ้ก˜ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹

- ใƒŸใƒใƒผใƒฉใ‚คใƒณ

❤️๐Ÿˆ‍⬛๐Ÿพ

"Her Feline Love" is a poem that pays tribute to a beloved and respected cat.
The words express a deep affection for her spirit. Remembering the life of a loved one. Considering her journey through life. And the time she has left.
A bittersweet love that every cat owner will face. A loving plea for her short life.
Unconditional love. Her small heart facing a big world. Celebrating her spirit.

「ๅฝผๅฅณใฎๆ„›็Œซ」ใฏ、ๆ„›ใ•ใ‚Œ、ๅฐŠๆ•ฌใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸ็Œซใซๆงใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ่ฉฉใงใ™。 ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใฏ、ๅฝผๅฅณใฎ้ญ‚ใธใฎๆทฑใ„ๆ„›ๆƒ…ใ‚’่กจ็พใ—ใฆใ„ใพใ™。 ๆ„›ใ™ใ‚‹็Œซใฎไบบ็”Ÿใ‚’ๅฒใณใชใŒใ‚‰。 ๅฝผๅฅณใฎไบบ็”Ÿใฎๆ—…่ทฏใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰。ใใ—ใฆ、ๆฎ‹ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๆ™‚้–“ใซใคใ„ใฆ。 ใ™ในใฆใฎ็Œซใฎ้ฃผใ„ไธปใŒ็›ด้ขใ™ใ‚‹、ใปใ‚่‹ฆใ„ๆ„›。 ๅฝผๅฅณใฎ็Ÿญใ„ไบบ็”Ÿใธใฎๆ„›ใฎๅ˜†้ก˜。 ็„กๆกไปถใฎๆ„›。 ๅฝผๅฅณใฎๅฐใ•ใชๅฟƒใŒ、ๅคงใใชไธ–็•Œใธใจๅ‘ใ‹ใ†ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ。 ๅฝผๅฅณใฎ้ญ‚ใ‚’็งฐใˆใชใŒใ‚‰。

๐Ÿˆ‍⬛❤️๐Ÿพ

Crumble, charcoal, Michie  Lyne, 2025. 

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