Not ticker tape,
Just a plan ribbon,
Our life line,
Un viewable,
Purpose keeps us tethered to our life force,
Little cats keep me here ,
Books keep me here,
Just a few humans keep me,
My family should but they blew that years ago with lies,
Surrounded by kitties they need me,
This meloncholy poet needs them more,
It’s 644am,
Good morning,
What makes you smile,rise to do your best?
What’s our purpose?
Your ribbon to life?