Friday Night

4 Apr

E

Five minutes more,

I come to say. You

are already asleep.

*  *  *

K

His paw rises

across your chest, lazily hugging

you, purring softly.

*  *  *

G

Floor boards creak.

I listen closely. Only silence

follows. Still gone.

*  *  *

R

Late night lunes,

I write for my loving

family. Soft kisses.

*  *  *

National Poetry Writing Month 

30 poems in 30 days

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