I woke up sad this morning.
Went to bed last night with it resting on my chest like a selfish cat.
I left it there thinking it would wander away. Instead it stayed and found its way between my sternum and heart.
Now it’s just resting in my chest, purr-less and indifferent.
Weighing on my morning heart as an unwelcomed distraction.
Sadness, it’s time for you to go outside…I don’t know why I let you sleep the night in this bed.
Wow, Doug. You should put together a book of your poetry and musings. This is so good.
Happy new year. Hope sadness is already gone.
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Thanks. Hope all is well with you.