Winter wind bellows
Whips around house, windows creak
Cats snuggle in bed.
Art Prescription: After I’m up and trying to shake off my morning chill, my cats slink into the warm rumpled covers on my bed. I look at them somewhat jealous, “that’s what you are doing?” Have they no respect for feeling productive, making meaning out of life, living with purpose!!!!! Nope! They solely seek warmth and comfort.