My friends,
I was recently lucky enough to get acquainted with three marvelous creatures of the canine sort. Their lovelyness inspired me greatly, since as I strode towards the trees to have a seat beneath the shade - courtesy of my wonderful friend Juan and his lovely Bella Vista Estate - they all followed and kept company at my feet.
In this Arcadian context it was, that I composed these verses I now share with you.
It is an afternoon sunset setting, so the suggestion today would be rosehip tea with a touch of lemongrass and a few drops of honey...
Love,
Lady Astor
Note: The picture pertains to one of the very hounds the poem refers to, as a puppy.
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Soft furry company,
in the flesh
of protective friendly self.
Never demanding or selfish,
perfect in their being,
they lie besides you
in silent company.
Their tender charm,
their childish ways,
their longing eyes...
Golden haired
beautiful creatures of Nature,
Intended surely for our sake.
To guard and protect
our homes and persons,
to love and honour us,
being their candor
truly Divine.
writing and poetry
