Cat and Ball
January 21, 2009
Dew on a branch twig
on a cold morning
Sparrow poking on crumbs
on the sidewalk where I walk
I need to be alone,
Quiet, take it in,
apart from all of their opinions
I just need me afterall,
and the One above.
My cat curled
like a potato
on the rug,
by her blue toy ball
That's all she needs,
as she is.
And then she sleeps.
Dew on a branch twig
on a cold morning
Sparrow poking on crumbs
on the sidewalk where I walk
I need to be alone,
Quiet, take it in,
apart from all of their opinions
I just need me afterall,
and the One above.
My cat curled
like a potato
on the rug,
by her blue toy ball
That's all she needs,
as she is.
And then she sleeps.
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