©Clr`16
Late at night after she has arrived home and settled on her comfy couch, her bff (best feline friend) snuggles on the back of the couch near her neck. Such a lovely way to end her day. She wonders why on earth the English language chose “purring” to emulate the sound. Yes, definitely, she thinks to herself, the French word has coined the perfect match.
savourant le calme
bercée par son ronronnement
paupières s’alourdir
basking in stillness
lulled by her purring
eyelids weigh
©Tournesol’16
The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Oct. 8/16
Daily Moments October 13 2016 Semantics Haibun
Tournesol dans un Jardin 
Oh, the joy of a feline purring! wish i could hear you say the French word.
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Roll the r`s when you pronounce it and you got it 🙂
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C’est parfait ce poème de ronronnements.
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Merci!! 🙂
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lovely poetry. 🙂
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Thanks, Linda 🙂
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I love cats but not very fond of their purring, it sounds weird.
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She sounds like the hum of a motor…very mesmerizing 🙂
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