Kitty cat, her dad, and Tomcat reach an agreement about marriage.
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This short story was written in response to What do you See Challenge.
It was their second anniversary since Meg and Ian started dating and Ian was so happy when he saw the look on Meg’s face as he handed her this beautifully wrapped gift.
“Happy Anniversary, Meg. I love you more and more each day that passes.”
“Oh, Ian, I feel so bad, I didn’t get you a gift, but I did plan a romantic dinner.”
“You know me, I love to eat, so dinner is perfect and I’m sure it will be delicious if you’re making it. But first open your gift and I’ll pour us a glass of wine.”
Meg slowly unwrapped her gift and when she opened the box she was delighted.
“How on earth did you know to get me this.”
“Well I had a little talk with your mom and she told me about your grandmother’s china and how it was missing one cup and saucer. She showed me the pattern and I searched and searched and finally found this at that little shop downtown, umm … oh ya, the Coffee and More shop.”
“This is the perfect gift Ian, now we’ll have a complete setting for twelve when we get married. I love you, and thank you so much.”
©Susan Zutautas 2019
Can you see me?
I’m standing right in front of you
I’m very scared and very blue
I ran away from home you see
Really don’t know what’ll become of me
I’m standing here, the lake behind me
If I slip I’ll wrap my arms around thee
I don’t know what I’m going to do
I wish I could live here with you
My mother died and dad remarried
My life has become harried
I really don’t want her in our lives
She’s always hitting me on my behind
Why did my mother have to go
I truly, truly miss her so
A thought just came to me
I’ll go to my grandmother and I’ll see
If she and I can live happily
Thank you, Mr. Tree
I’m so glad you listened to me
I feel much better now, so I’ll let you be
©Susan Zutautas 2019
This poem was written for What Do You See.
What do you See? A photo challenge over at Willow Poetry.
Gathering of the angels took place one day
On earth, is what some people say
Each culture had its angel representative there
Overseen by the eldest, which was rare
None of the angels knew what this meeting was about
They all knew though that they couldn’t bow out
You’ve all been called, here today
On Earth, there’s trouble, she said with dismay
There’s too much racism going on in the world
Before we know it, it will be unfurled
So today I ask you angels
To do what you can, to make some changes
I want to see, peace on earth
As it was, before your birth
All the angels did agree
They promised to answer, her plea
© Susan Zutautas 2019
Under his breath, the dragon huffed, “I can hear you up there Knight Slayer. You’re not going to fare well should I decide to come up there and get you. You’ve been warned before by my offsprings that you’re never to try and cross over here or you will be tortured. It won’t be a pretty sight!”
Meanwhile up above on the bridge Knight Slayer was practically holding his breath praying that the dragon would not be awakened by his horse’s footsteps. Maybe he should have left his stallion behind at the camp. This was the only possible way to the castle where his family resided.
Suddenly he thought he heard someone whispering his name. Terror-stricken, he wasn’t sure whether to gallop away or stop and face his fears.
“Dragon, is that you talking to me? I think perhaps you and I should come to some sort of agreement. Can we talk?”
“Knight Slayer, have you not been warned before, are you an imbecile? What could you possibly have to say to me?”
“I was just thinking that perhaps if I brought you something every time I needed to cross over here, that you’d let me pass.”
“Hmm.” snorted the dragon while holding his chin. “What might your offering be?”
“Are you a carnivore or an omnivore?”
“I’m an everthingvore. you silly little twerp. Why do you ask?”
“Well you see, I’m on my way to visit my family and they are hunters meaning they have quite an abundance of prey that I could bring back with me tomorrow for your enjoyment.”
“Hmm”, holding his chin again. “I suppose you will expect me to allow you passage each time you come and go.”
“Yes, that’s what I’m hoping for.”
Big sigh. “Well just as long as your offerings are meaty and tasty, I suppose we could try this but you’d better possess something favorable tomorrow on your way back.”
“Of course, of course, I will, you have my word.”
“Fine then, be gone!”
And this is how the friendship of man and dragon began.
© Susan Zutautas 2019
This was written for Tuesday Weekly Challenge called What do you See?