Not written for any specific prompt, just a little something about this morning around the house. The picture is my cat, Usako, finding my eldest niece’s paper flower and checking it out. She’s a curious little thing who also likes to ambush people
Sunday Morning Stillness
The air is still, No worries here. Rest and watch The sun heat, The sky blue The wind still. And yet… There’s so much more here. Tall grass rustles: Cats stalk through, Dogs following, curious, Snakes moving to get away… Ducks quack, And birds chirp, Don’t let the whistle fade. Flowers grow, Their scents sublime And yet I want you to be mine.