The peach sits within reach
and for each their own to keep
fuzzy fur and afternoon sleep.
Next door the nooks and crannies and
little sets of glowing eyes that peek.
And broken sleep and half-earned yawns.
Rise and stretch and breathe,
but do not speak.
The world is too loud and tired.
Do not speak.
Mar 28, 2013
Mar 28, 2013 at 8:31 PM UTC
The peach sits within reach
and for each their own to keep
fuzzy fur and afternoon sleep.
Next door the nooks and crannies and
little sets of glowing eyes that peek.
And broken sleep and half-earned yawns.
Rise and stretch and breathe,
but do not speak.
The world is too loud and tired.
Do not speak.
