Today was another magical day with Lily! I awoke to find her already busy with the day's activities, and for a brief moment I quietly watched her carry them out with purpose and vigor. Soon enough, she noticed my silent hovering. "Oh dashing spy," she called to me, "how safe I feel in your caring shelter." We shared a knowing smile, and headed down to the kitchen for breakfast.
As usual, Lily arrived before I, and was patiently waiting for her reward. "Nay, you may see my speed as a blessing, kind master," she explained, "but to me the leaden shoes of captivity shall always weigh down the light in my heart. Meow."
After a quiet meal together, Lily gave a solemn nod, and began the day's recital.
"Traps sprung under summer's low skies;
heat lays the springs to the soil, and patience grows.
For the streams to spring forth their wandering bounty,