Go ahead and swat the owl

Have you ever heard of the islands of the blessed …
They can be anywhere …
Today, I’ve found one in the play-space of my new cousin…
They may want to disinfect it after I leave.
 
Here I am, playing with the mobiles …
It’s like throwing a feather into the light to make life seem ghter …
The babies sweet smell is on everything …
I dream that we will always be together.
 
You know, life can be very kind …
It doesn’t have to be a blood-sport …
Look around, no one is chasing you …
There are no pointy teeth glistening in the darkness.
 
Come, lie next to me …
Go ahead and swat the owl (in the picture) and watch it swing back and forth …
See, if like me, you get goose bumps (yes, pups get goose bumps) …
And then watch how all of your arguments with life turn into dust.
 
Don’t pay attention to the crazies …
They’re seldom right …
Why worry, when you don’t have to …
Now hit another of the mobiles and watch it swing.
 
Now go out and find an island of blessing today!
 
Big licks and kisses (Oh yeah, they’re the same)
 
I love you,
 
Annie