Tuesday, April 17, 2007

Rain

Both of you woke this morning,
A little more awake.
The trees and you,
Pearls above the sea.

And all the while,
Your little cat
Nestles over me.

Cattily she watches - letters appear.
She taps my hand softly
As if to say,
“Please sir, keep writing,”
When I pause.

And all the while,
Gentle breezes
Guide the gentle rain.


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