Thank you, maeve, I wasn't sure which language it came from. She does seem to like, though it looks odd to me and sounds unlikely. Still has that "right" feel.
Yes, I do wish some others would join in. The fellow who told me about this, did his thing, a poem a day, for forty days. I'm going to at least try to reach that as a goal.
Life would be unbearable Without the little bits A cuddly kitten Loving dog Grandson tall and proud.
Amidst the news of illness Sadness and strife, A respite comes to my fingertips With the brush of soft fur And kind hugs.
I send them on to my friend Whose children are gravely ill. May they find solace on their journeys And may their mother's heart know ease.