treeshaper and huggiver
lived a life of comparative luxury
on the sandedge of the whale road
knowledgespinner lived with them
they were three, happy souls
in a comfortbox, with a nannexe
for lifeknitter as she gathered
her olderyears...
they had two furlings
one tuxedocat, who hunted air
one longdog with boundless energy
and little understanding.
they did daily things,
but were happiest
when daily things,
were done
and the could
be together as one
fambily..
a kenning poem of sorts