As I sit here, having the first sip of my meowning coffee
I notice that the light that came from my living room is gone
Yesterday, I took the ornamental shiny things off
Wrapped them in cheery tissue papers or
in their own designed boxes
They are now in the big box.
Waiting to go upstairs to the attic.
I know things have to end.
I liked having coffee with my twinkle lights
Mr. Boatman even took down all the outside lights.
No brightness coming in to visit me from the den windows.
This darkness that is wet, can only be heard.
The light out on the brick post echoes the unknown.
My dog does not.
She brought in the moisture.
So, until the dark becomes light,
I will walk around in this
until the lights appear from above
And, for your de light of the day ...
Photos of the cats enjoying the Holidays ...