Staid

Just me and Kitty here today, about to go stretch out on the sunny deck, both of us.
Perfect day for a little solitude
After consecutive days of newness and joyful noise and hard work and love.
I like to see that I am still the same when all alone.
An apple core of goodness,
Though sometimes, my skin, it bruises
Others.

In the end I am thankful for these days, when Kitty looks up at me to silently remind
What a long strange trip it's been.
But hold tight little fella,
This sun, too, will set...and tomorrow we set out again.

Comments

[Cousin Amanda]

I miss my kitty. They just have a certain way, don't they?