Monday, March 28, 2022

67/365 - Foremost

 


He has chosen me
as his place to snooze
I daren't inhale
I daren't breathe
I daren't even move
His orange eyes squint shut
his purr begins to rumble
time stands still
the perfect moment
I try to remain humble
But then the spell is broken
when he opens his eyes
he spies your empty lap
and in a flash
he makes a dash
and settles down to nap

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