I wrote this today for a sonnet competition. It was fun.
In dull and muffled light the quiet two
Digest the morning cereal and news
He, cradling a cup of morning brew
She, in his lap and hungry, gently mews
Her paw outstretched, her tail a lazy curl
With absent mind her reach he tucks away
Beneath his flannel arm. “Good girl, good girl.”
I look on from the hall – another day.
This morning and tomorrow and forever
These two, these quiet two, I much regret
The balance of the day starts in my favor
The rest of it is set against this debt.
Then know I know that all my worth is there
A Him and Her, together on the chair.
