Midnight (A Kitten) Poem

A little black kitten

Named Midnight came

Through my life one night

She was small and cuddly

A bundle of short black hair

and energy of hope and delight

She zoomed from room to room

Batting her toys around the room

with her small paws she used

As a broom

When she was hungry she scratched my hand

When she was thirsty she scratched my hand

When she wanted to cuddle she lay

On my stomach and purred.

But alas, I had to give her up

My allergies had flared up

It is a shame

I came to love that little

Ball of black short hair

Named Midnight that came into my life one night.

Copyright Linda Meckler updated 2018

Drawing

I love to draw the art of drawing is not lost. Look at something and try to draw it or trace it with tracing paper. When it is finished you can change it by how you color it to your own design.

Drawing is something I can do where ever I am. I do not need to take a big bag of paints or other art products. Drawing is the freedom to express myself. I love abstract and that is what I mainly do, Abstract. 

Here are some examples of my drawings.
Linda Meckler, Author, artist copyright 2017