October 1st, 2016, Saturday

Observation

 

It is noon, the autumn sun is bright,

 

And silver.

 

My cat is sitting on her blanket in the window;

 

Soaking the soft light into her soft tawny fur.

 

The news talkers are chattering as I type;

 

Trump, trumpet, strumpet, hype.

 

I am tired; from three weeks straight of working.

 

My sweetheart is in the garden; weeding.

 

I hear her talking with neighbors as they stroll by.

 

 

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