I step inside to brew more tea
leaving Clover lying flat
beside my picnic table/desk
When I return with a full pot
she is still lying flat
beside my picnic table/desk
Her feather boa tail wags in a slow circle
I step inside to brew more tea
leaving Clover lying flat
beside my picnic table/desk
When I return with a full pot
she is still lying flat
beside my picnic table/desk
Her feather boa tail wags in a slow circle
Author of "Rainbow Crow" and "The Joy of Poetry," both from TS Poetry Press. Writer and editor here, there, and a bit of everywhere.