Rainy Thoughts
Jan. 27th, 2002 03:22 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
patgundRainy Thoughts.
Quiet day, rain outside,
wrapped up in my blanket,
I contemplate life, and myself.
Steam drifts off the tea,
the warm scent of chamomile,
wafting over my thoughts.
My cat pops up on my lap,
insistent about it's petting,
Black & white fur, purring.
Soft pitter-patter of rain,
hiss of wet tyres on the road,
gray skies, pouring wonders.
Evening comes, I light a candle,
curl up, me and my cat,
reading by the light of the flame,
while thunder echos the purring of the cat.
Copyright 3/31/95 c.e.
Patrick McKinnion
Quiet day, rain outside,
wrapped up in my blanket,
I contemplate life, and myself.
Steam drifts off the tea,
the warm scent of chamomile,
wafting over my thoughts.
My cat pops up on my lap,
insistent about it's petting,
Black & white fur, purring.
Soft pitter-patter of rain,
hiss of wet tyres on the road,
gray skies, pouring wonders.
Evening comes, I light a candle,
curl up, me and my cat,
reading by the light of the flame,
while thunder echos the purring of the cat.
Copyright 3/31/95 c.e.
Patrick McKinnion
