Gets two treats in bed

Knows his side is on the left

Purrs, curls at my side.

Spring-time renewal

Ephemerals rise with sun

Tiny bit of joy.

Stolen daffodils

Cut from my neighbors front yard

Feast for my journal.

Spunky and upright

His tail, wings, in winter brush

Hip-hop bird ballet.

Other’s sad stories

We salute them and pray on

As life rolls around.

Elegant sculptures

Stand proud in the winter woods

Holding all of spring.

Laughter fills cold air

Children sled down snow and ice

Then still, quiet, white.

I’m one of many

Hearts broken, stories retold

Stand up in the field.

I’ve got things to do

Lured back into unmade bed

Rainy day and purrs.