Saturday, February 13, 2016

Morning writing

All in good time. Sometimes good time is different than usual time.

It is 2:30
My morning writing
Was transferred to this afternoon:
First the toenails
With my daughter,
Then my beloved’s laundry,
Now the cats demand attention.
My morning writing
Comes in second
Or third
But it still comes in,
This time
Around the edges.
My nails are a lovely shade
Of red,
The cats have such soft fur,
The sun shines.
The writing
Is done.

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