I sit in my coffee box.
I wait.
The suns are coming.
Mom tells me they are.
It's just that I'm tired of being cold.
I know. The furs are long.
Not enough for me.
I want to be out.
In the back yard.
Sitting in the sun.
Until it arrives,
I will look at Mom.
She says she knows what I mean.
Waiting,
Meredith Ann
and those other fur balls
and the little white dog
and her barking friend.
~ ~ ~
I wait.
The suns are coming.
Mom tells me they are.
It's just that I'm tired of being cold.
I know. The furs are long.
Not enough for me.
I want to be out.
In the back yard.
Sitting in the sun.
Until it arrives,
I will look at Mom.
She says she knows what I mean.
Waiting,
Meredith Ann
and those other fur balls
and the little white dog
and her barking friend.
~ ~ ~
