rain patters in lulling percussion
echoing purring lap fur puddle
gray blanket covering legs and chest
as gray blanket covers sky
book and tea on table beside
pillows and peace piled high
and I, ensconced in such comfort,
long for nothing more or less
than the quiet continuation of
this moment's cozy content
I'm learning a lot of words by reading your poetry :-)
ReplyDeleteI learn a lot by writing it. :)
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