shadows on bare trees

With the fading light goes warmth.
On vacation for the winter.
Gone South
with the birds.

Instead of following the birds,
Follow the cat.
He knows the warmest spot
In the house.


gratitude for my cat who keeps my feet warm

8 thoughts on “Warmth

      • I use to think poetry had to fit within so many parameters. So many beats per measure. The rhyme of the lines. Even Haiku’s had a format. Thise rules do need to apply. We each need to easily express our thoughts & feelings. Keep moving forward.


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