Bringer of Peace

January 17, 2023January 16, 2023 ~ JezzieG

Bringer of Peace
Form: Cymraeg Soned

Drowning sorrows in a glass
It seems badass I suppose
When life just seems to suck
Without luck and time has froze

Into a dark soulful place
In loss of grace and all that
But the whiskey has no clue
What to do so I ask the cat

The cat answers with a purr
Stroking her fur brings a peace
Relaxing into her song
Before long, the stresses cease

In this cold world with none to care
My feline friend is always there

©JezzieG2023

Published by JezzieG

I am a freelance writer and poet and started writing after raising my two boys as a way of discovering just who Jez is. That is still very much an ongoing project but the journey so far has introduced me to many wonderful friends and fellow writers through an ever-growing love of poetry. View all posts by JezzieG