Wide cat grin and greetings, my generous and gorgeous Big Cats... hope this finds you well fed and happy among your loved ones... if you do the BLACK FRIDAY FRENZY thing, enjoy and grab those bargains. If not, follow the fancies of your heart. And love on your loved ones. The Kougaress is staying home, away from the crowds. Though, perhaps, she’ll be tempted by some online bargains.
~~~
Kittens, this poem was posted by erotic romance author, Bekki Lynn, at HAPPILY EVER AFTER. May you enjoy it as much as this Big Cat did.
Thanksgiving
(Edgar Albert Guest, 1881-1959)
Gettin' together to smile an' rejoice,
An' eatin' an' laughin' with folks of your choice;
An' kissin' the girls an' declarin' that they
Are growin more beautiful day after day;
Chattin' an' braggin' a bit with the men,
Buildin' the old family circle again;
Livin' the wholesome an' old-fashioned cheer,
Just for awhile at the end of the year.
Greetings fly fast as we crowd through the door
And under the old roof we gather once more
Just as we did when the youngsters were small;
Mother's a little bit grayer, that's all.
Father's a little bit older, but still
Ready to romp an' to laugh with a will.
Here we are back at the table again
Tellin' our stories as women an men.
Bowed are our heads for a moment in prayer;
Oh, but we're grateful an' glad to be there.
Home from the east land an' home from the west,
Home with the folks that are dearest an' best.
Out of the sham of the cities afar
We've come for a time to be just what we are.
Here we can talk of ourselves an' be frank,
Forgettin' position an' station an' rank.
Give me the end of the year an' its fun
When most of the plannin' an' toilin' is done;
Bring all the wanderers home to the nest,
Let me sit down with the ones I love best,
Hear the old voices still ringin' with song,
See the old faces unblemished by wrong,
See the old table with all of its chairs
An I'll put soul in my Thanksgivin' prayers.
~~~~~~(Edgar Albert Guest, 1881-1959)
Gettin' together to smile an' rejoice,
An' eatin' an' laughin' with folks of your choice;
An' kissin' the girls an' declarin' that they
Are growin more beautiful day after day;
Chattin' an' braggin' a bit with the men,
Buildin' the old family circle again;
Livin' the wholesome an' old-fashioned cheer,
Just for awhile at the end of the year.
Greetings fly fast as we crowd through the door
And under the old roof we gather once more
Just as we did when the youngsters were small;
Mother's a little bit grayer, that's all.
Father's a little bit older, but still
Ready to romp an' to laugh with a will.
Here we are back at the table again
Tellin' our stories as women an men.
Bowed are our heads for a moment in prayer;
Oh, but we're grateful an' glad to be there.
Home from the east land an' home from the west,
Home with the folks that are dearest an' best.
Out of the sham of the cities afar
We've come for a time to be just what we are.
Here we can talk of ourselves an' be frank,
Forgettin' position an' station an' rank.
Give me the end of the year an' its fun
When most of the plannin' an' toilin' is done;
Bring all the wanderers home to the nest,
Let me sit down with the ones I love best,
Hear the old voices still ringin' with song,
See the old faces unblemished by wrong,
See the old table with all of its chairs
An I'll put soul in my Thanksgivin' prayers.
Big Cat by-the-numbers ~
2:22 am... 3:33 am... 2:12 pm... 5:55 pm... 1:11 am... winter solstice is nearly upon us...
~~~~~~
Now ~ FIRST! just for the big cool cats ~ from the Flash Cat...
Happy Courtship on another Earth
X-Serial Flash in Two Hundred ~ Sylva and Zeke’s story continues...
Part 697 ~
Sylva slowly pressed a long kiss on her cowboy’s shaft, the pressure pleasing her own lips. Curious, she opened her mouth a bit, and gently lapped up his crown’s slit. His entire body tensed, flesh ropes of muscle that felt exquisite. “Untaming is good,” he hoarsely ground out. Smiling to herself, Sylva delicately shoved the tip of her tongue against his cock’s slit, then gradually licked. She had just finished when she felt her hair yanked, then felt herself being hauled upward. “Darlin’,” he gravelly blurted out. Within seconds he rolled her beneath him. His weight raged excitement through her.
Zeke sought his Sylva’s mouth. He crushed her lips with his until the sumptuousness of her mouth caused him to groan. Quickly, their mouths moved in a dance of fierce passion. His woman’s tight hold on him, the warm lustful way she molded her soft ripe curves against him, had Zeke, once again, grateful for the day he was born. He broke apart their lips long enough to rasp, “Sylva.” Renewing his hold on her tresses, he cradled his cock deeper in the crevice between her voluptuous thighs. “No,” he burst out when she began to spread them for him.
~~~~~~
TO BE CONTINUED...
~~~~~~
Part 1 - 15 ~ see blog ~ January 15th Cometh, then Part 15... and before...
Part 16 ~ 696 ~ see the Kougar’s prior bloggies... or the Passionate Ink forum, the FREE READS page ~ passionateink.org/forum ~ OR! Now available on The Romance Studio Forum, JANUARY 2009 through JUNE 2010 flashes ~ theromancestudio.com ~ Click on the FORUMS, then Savanna Kougar ~ the Fantasy Lair ~
~~~~~~
The most powerful weapon is the human soul on fire.
~ HAPPY THANKFUL DAYS ~ MAY YOU ALWAYS HAVE ENOUGH ~
Wish Upon on a Blue Moon New Year...
May your most romantic dreams come true...
Friday frenzied kisses from the Kougar...
2 comments:
Oooh, what store can I find that fine fellow in...I just might consider heading out into the cold for a bit of that tomorrow! ;)
Serena, oh yeah baby... I might even endure a crowd to find him and enjoy that delicious pool setting.
Post a Comment