I am enjoying the sun from a different place. Jeff tells me I need to learn the word vicarious. So I am learning how to vicariously enjoy the sun this morning, watching the cat, sprawled in the morning sun coming in through the window.
It*s me and the cat.
He has found the morning sun.
Light reflects white whiskers,
Eyes slit in morning doze
Speckled belly like a trout.
I write in the shade,
Watch him
From the blue recliner,
Drink one more cup of coffee.
Me and the cat.
He sleeps for me in the sun.
Trout belly
Paws curled
Completely relaxed
In the morning sun,
Except for the occasional
Flick of his tail.
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