(Philosophy/Poem) How Do You See

How Do You See

 

What are you, a woman, a man, confused

What am I to you, how do you see me

Why do you think you are anything to me

How do you perceive that you are seen

 

 

Are you good, are you evil, should you even care

Are all things true, and good cause it’s your will

You and I, we see the same things, or is that true

In our both of our own eyes are we enlightened

 

 

When our eyes behold, what does it tell us we see

We just witnessed the same event, or did we

As it is said, love is in the eye of the beholder

Is truth then only in the eyes and heart of the believer

If I see evil, but you are blinded to it, is it still evil

 

 

If you know not how to see love, does it make it not there

If you choose reason and I choose faith, what is the truth

Are we both right, are we both wrong, do neither of us see

A junk yard dog, is he your protector, your puppy or your killer

Are not all things simply the result of how we choose to see them

(Humor/Poem) A Cat Named Puppy

A CAT NAMED PUPPY

 

This is the story of our family’s furry little friend

A little fur ball from the pound she purred her way in

A little tabby as sweet and loving as she could possibly be

Yet a little deranged as in this story you shall soon see

 

 

We had no intention of getting this plain little girl

But with her unending rubbing and purring

We brought her and a rotund sister into our world

Her name was Starlight but to this she had not a clue

 

 

One day my wife’s dad stopped in with his puppy named Bandit

This furry little boy Shih Tzu who set the Kitty’s heart all a glow

It is good that they were both already surgically fixed

The cartoon called Cat Dog now did not seem so far fetched

 

 

The day came when Bandit went back to his home in KY

Starlight was heart broken and somewhere she did hide

While sitting on the couch my wife thought of a plan

She panted like Bandit and to her the cat ran

 

 

This is not all of her strangeness you see

Wherever my wife goes the cat follow’s her feet

Her name is no longer Starlight for that she still does not know

But just say the name Puppy and in your lap she will be

Poem: Cat Named Puppy

Cat Named Puppy

This is the story of our family’s little fur ball from the pound we did get
A little tabby as sweet and persistent as she could be
Yet a little deranged as in this story you shall seeWe had no intention of getting this plain little girl

But with her unending rubbing and purring

We brought her into our world

Her name was Starlight but this she did not know

Till one day my wife’s dad brought over his little doggy named Bandit

Who set the kitty’s heart all aglow

It is good that they were both surgically fixed

The cartoon called Cat Dog now did not seem so far-fetched

When Bandit went back to his home in KY

Starlight was heart-broken and somewhere she did hide

While sitting on the couch my wife thought of a plan

She panted like Bandit and to her the cat ran

This is not all of her strangeness you see

Wherever my wife goes the cat follows her feet

The name is no longer Starlight for that she still does not know

But say the name Puppy and in your lap she will be.

(Philosophy/Poem) How Do You See

How Do You See

 

What are you, a woman, a man, confused

What am I to you, how do you see me

Why do you think you are anything to me

How do you perceive that you are seen

 

 

Are you good, are you evil, should you even care

Are all things true, and good cause it’s your will

You and I, we see the same things, or is that true

In our both of our own eyes are we enlightened

 

 

When our eyes behold, what does it tell us we see

We just witnessed the same event, or did we

As it is said, love is in the eye of the beholder

Is truth then only in the eyes and heart of the believer

If I see evil, but you are blinded to it, is it still evil

 

 

If you know not how to see love, does it make it not there

If you choose reason and I choose faith, what is the truth

Are we both right, are we both wrong, do neither of us see

A junk yard dog, is he your protector, your puppy or your killer

Are not all things simply the result of how we choose to see them

(Humor/Poem) A Cat Named Puppy

A CAT NAMED PUPPY

 

This is the story of our family’s furry little friend

A little fur ball from the pound she purred her way in

A little tabby as sweet and loving as she could possibly be

Yet a little deranged as in this story you shall soon see

 

 

We had no intention of getting this plain little girl

But with her unending rubbing and purring

We brought her and a rotund sister into our world

Her name was Starlight but to this she had not a clue

 

 

One day my wife’s dad stopped in with his puppy named Bandit

This furry little boy Shih Tzu who set the Kitty’s heart all a glow

It is good that they were both already surgically fixed

The cartoon called Cat Dog now did not seem so far fetched

 

 

The day came when Bandit went back to his home in KY

Starlight was heart broken and somewhere she did hide

While sitting on the couch my wife thought of a plan

She panted like Bandit and to her the cat ran

 

 

This is not all of her strangeness you see

Wherever my wife goes the cat follow’s her feet

Her name is no longer Starlight for that she still does not know

But just say the name Puppy and in your lap she will be

Cat named Puppy

Cat Named Puppy

This is the story of our family’s furry friend

A little fur ball from the pound we did get

A little tabby as sweet as can be

Yet a little deranged as in this story you shall see.

We had no intention of getting this plain little girl

But with her unending rubbing and purring

We brought her into our world.

Her name was Starlight but this she did not know

Till one day my wife’s dad brought over his little doggy named Bandit

Who set the kitty’s heart all aglow

It is good that they were both surgically fixed

The cartoon called Cat Dog now did not seem so far fetched.

When Bandit went back to his home in KY

Starlight was heart broken and somewhere she did hide

While sitting on the couch my wife thought of a plan

She panted like Bandit and to her the cat ran.

This is not all of her strangeness you see

Wherever my wife goes the cat follows her feet

The name is no longer Starlight for that she still does not know

But say the name Puppy and in your lap she will be.