Monday, February 13, 2017

My Kitty

Perched on the stool
At the kitchen counter
Having buttered toast
And raspberry yogurt.

My kitty, Emma,
Jumps up behind me
Turns around once
And settles in.

I feel her warmth against me
And I imagine she feels
my warmth against her.
Love can be so simple.

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