When the cat won’t come to me
How your laugh has sustained me
She finds within herself the courage
For a deeper warmth and curls
Around memories of your
Full-throated performance
Of happiness leaping into the air
On a cold wet morning
As she goes flying off your lap
And you subside into
Gales of musical chuckles
What could make you laugh
Was a preoccupation of mine
But I loved however it happened
No comments:
Post a Comment