sugar and spice…

…and all things nice

When we were young

we wrestled with reasons

wrangling the whys and wherefores

You always let me come out on top

and it’s you I have always adored

Now we are older and wiser my friend

and invariably we still lose the plot

Once again let’s honour the goddess within

here inside with memories we forgot

Our hearts shone with the warmth of truth

one bended knee had broken the ice

Windows of opportunity wiped clean

sharing Eskimo kisses with sugar and spice

PussyFoot wonders what little boys are made of !

Ebony and Ivory…

…live together in purrfect harmony

We all know that people are the same where ever you go
There is good and bad in everyone
We learn to live, we learn to give
Each other what we need to survive together alive

Oh Lord why don’t we stop pussyfooting

PussyFoot still sees the focus of attention in the male arena

 

What did you say ?

Follow this path with Heart but always take your brain with you

I’m sure that’s what PussyFoot heard

The Head and the Heart…

When these two can work together, instead of competing in separate lanes, You know you’re on the right track

The Mind often recognises what the Heart is denying then argues with it

And at times the Heart will feel things the Mind can’t explain forcing both to intuit

Harmony always points to happiness

If a choice of trust can replace suspicion these two could work beautifully together

It could change things forever

PussyFoot Whiskers and Guardian Whispers