It was morning
in a small city on the East Coast.
Rain fell gently.
The sky was a muted gray.
It was early
little traffic,
quiet,
a feeling of stillness.
As the rain fell, two cats slept.
They always slept together.
One brown, one gray
like sisters.
It was calming to watch them.
The sound of the rain
was soothing, almost hypnotic.
It was a cool fall day.
Leaves still clung to the trees
gold, red, and orange.
As rain struck the side of the building,
it made a sound
like a faint drumbeat.
The air smelled clean, refreshed,
with a hint of wet leaves
a natural perfume.
The entire scene
evoked a feeling of peace.
Watching the rain and the world
felt like being transported
to another place.