My sleepy eyes fog over…long lazy day.
I put down my book of poetry
and take a walk around the house.
The cats are playing happily in the courtyard;
when they see me coming they scatter
like frightened deer.
Share this Poem:
Quotes of the Day
I was born in very sorry circumstances. Both of my parents were very sorry.
by Robert KrutThe sun throws a violin
to a cloud, its languid song
across the blanketed wheat field--
there’s a storm coming and
it’s coming from you, each
line in your hand, destruction’s path--
you can try to ...