sun between slats
I become
a barn cat
I rest my feet
after a long day
the cats join me
sunbathing on the deck
nibbles on my ear
it's the dog
library cat nap
lullaby of the beeps
of checked out books
top quarter champion
TOP half Chamption
bottom quarter champion
my toes peek
from under the blanket
star gazing
watching the awards
from home
stars align
examining O'Keefe
we are too immature
for the art museum
watching them dance
as she sucks her thumb
on the couch
TOP half champion
CHAMPION
BOTTOM half champion
Dick Clark is here
I wish
mom was too
thanks for the casserole
but my grandma
is still gone
bombarding
down the path
a butterfly lands
Blue Semi truck
with a radio
full of strangers
top quarter champion
BOTTOM half champion
bottom quarter champion
bloody elbows
foiled again
by a crab apple
building by hand
a new snow fort
becoming tired Eskimos
losing interest
father sells
his boat
with every stroke
the paddle feels heavier
blue water swoosh