The Fat Cat Sat.

There you have it.  "The fat cat sat."  There's my poetry for the day.  Here's some more, that, although I didn't write, I really liked.

Dictionary.com says the definition of love is this:

Love;
a profoundly tender, passionate affection for someone else.

I disagree.

To me, love is when your cat curls up with you when it's obvious you aren't okay. 
Love is that ugly new shirt your Mom bought just for you. Love is when your little brother gets you a bottle of water. It's when your best friend gives you a hug. 
It's laughing and rolling down a hill with your friends. 
It's the sound of your grandpa's voice. 
It's when your grandma gets Toy Story macaroni because she know's it's your favorite. 
Love is seeing your baby sister look at you with such wide, wondering eyes as you hold her for the very first time.  
Love is accepting and caring for something despite its flaws.

Love cannot be defined as one thing, but the definitions for love are

endless.

♥

This one isn't so much a poem as it is annoying things to do on an elevator. 

Annoying Things To Do On An Elevator

1) Crack open your briefcase or handbag, peer nside and ask "Got enough air in there?"
2) Stand silent and motionless in the corner facing the wall without getting off.
3) When arriving at your floor, grunt and strain to yank the doors open, then act as if you're embarrassed when they open themselves.
4) Greet everyone with a warm handshake and ask him or her to call you Admiral.
5) Meow occasionally.
6) Stare at another passenger for a while. Then announce in horror "You're one of THEM!"  and back away slowly
7) Say "DING!" at each floor.
8) Say "I wonder what all these do?" And push all the red buttons.
9) Make explosion noises when anyone presses a button.
10) Stare, grinning at another passenger for a while, then announce "I have new socks on."
11) When the elevator is silent, look around and ask "Is that your beeper?"
12) Try to make personal calls on the emergency phone.
13) Draw a little square on the floor with chalk and announce to the other passengers "This is my personal space."
14) When there's only one other person in the elevator, tap them on the shoulder, then pretend it wasn't you.
15) Push the buttons and pretend they give you a shock. Smile, and go back for more.
16) Ask if you can push the button for other people but push the wrong ones.
17) Hold the doors open and say you're waiting for your friend. After a while, let the doors close and say "Hi Greg, how's your day been?"
18) Drop a pen and wail until someone reaches to help pick it up, then scream "That's mine!"
19) Bring a camera and take pictures of everyone in the lift.
20) Pretend you're a flight attendant and review emergency procedures and exits with the passengers.
21) Swat at flies that don't exist.
22) Call out "Group hug!" then enforce it.

we're all a little weird.
and life's a little weird.
so when we find some
one whose weirdness is compatible with ours
we fall in mutual weirdness. and call it love.[♥]

Her hair was up in a ponytail, her favorite dress tied with a bow.
Today was 'Daddy's Day' at school, and she couldn't wait to go.
But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home.
Why the kids might not understand if she went to school alone.
But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say.
How to tell her classmates why he wasn't there today.
But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone.
And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home.
But the little girl went to school, eager to tell them all.
About a dad she never sees, a daddy who never calls.
There were daddies along the wall in back for everyone to meet.
Children were squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats.
Seconds slowly passed, and at last the teacher called her name, 

and when every child turned to stare, they found that
Each of them was searching for a man who wasn't there.
"Where's her daddy at?" she heard a boy call out.
"She probably doesn't have one," another student dared to shout.
And from somewhere near the back, she heard a daddy say,
"Looks like another deadbeat dad, too busy too waste his day."
The words did not offend her, as she smiled up at her Mom.
And looked back at her teacher, who told her to go on.
And with hands behind her back, slowly she began to speak.
And from the mouth of a child came words incredibly unique.
"My daddy couldn't be here, because he lives so far away.
But I know he wishes he could be, since this is such a special day.
And though you cannot meet him, I want you to know,
All about my daddy, and how he loves me so.
He loved to tell me stories, he taught me to ride my bike.
He surprised me with pink roses, he taught me how to fly a kite.
We used to share fudge sundaes, and ice cream in a cone.
And though you cannot see him, I'm not standing here alone.
'Cause my daddy's always with me, even though we are apart.
I know because he told me, and he'll forever be in my heart."
With that her little hand reached up, and lay across her chest.
Feeling her own heart beat beneath her favorite dress.
And from somewhere in the crowd of dads, her mother stood in tears.
Proudly watching her daughter, who was wise beyond her years.
For she stood up for the love of a man not in her life.
Doing what was best for her, doing what was right.
And when she dropped her hand back down, staring straight into the crowd,
she finished with a voice so soft, but its message clear and loud.
"I love my daddy very much, he's my shining star.
And if he could he'd be here, but Heaven's just too far!
You see he was a fireman and died just this past year.
When airplanes hit the towers, and taught Americans to fear.
But sometimes when I close my eyes, its like he never went away."
And then she closed her eyes, and saw him there that day.
And to her mother's amazement, she witnessed with surprise.
A room full of daddies and children, all starting to close their eyes.
Who knows what they saw before them, who knows what they felt inside.
Perhaps for merely a second, they saw him at her side.
"I know you're with me Daddy," to the silence she called out.
And what happened next made believers of those once filled with doubt.
No one in that room could explain it, for each of their eyes had been closed.
But there on the desk beside her, was a fragrant long-stemmed pink rose.
And a child was blessed, if only for a moment, by the love of her shining star.
And she was given the gift of believing that

 

Heaven  i s  never 

 

too  far .