The first thing I remember

[whiskas]

the first thing I remember
is a hand, warm and comforting
holding me close

i spent forever in that hand
breathing in the scents surrounding me
dreaming of what was to come

now my days are filled
with lousy sunlight, soiled beds, cold nights
and the memory of a hand...

Comments

Hamster Angst

[swifteagle.livejournal.com]

Do not be angsty, little hamster.

You are a very good poet, and you are surrounded by nice hands that do not often bonk you with falling foodstuffs. Bananana chip?