All curled up
In a ball on my chair
It’s quiet here
A slight chill in the air
The solitude cradles me
Like a cocoon
I’ve been this way
All afternoon
My mind isn’t right
And I almost feel drugged
Could be I’ve contracted
Some weird, nasty bug
My eyelids flutter
As I drift off again
You’d laugh at the sight
I’m currently in
A view for sore eyes
On a cold winters day
Come visit me again
When I’m feeling okay
© 2020 Michelle Cook
Photo credit: https://pixabay.com/photos/cat-kitty-feline-cute-adorable-1819447/
Wonderfully penned, Dear M!! Loved it!
xoxo
Chuck
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Thank you, Chuck and thanks for sharing too! 🙂
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Hey, isn’t that what friends/supporters do?? My pleasure, Dear M!
xoxo 🌹😘😊
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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That’s an adorable fucking cat!!!!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️
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Thank you… I thought so as well! Too bad it isn’t mine. Lol…
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