Snapshot of Today
I was working on a different poem, but I ended up with this one. This morning was not ideal for concentrating, but I was inspired by the craziness nonetheless. My cats normally run around outside chasing insects and lizards. Today it was raining so they were cooped up in my room. Trying to keep them entertained and behaved so I could work was a challenge.
Snapshot of Today
Toys scattered on the floor,
Blanket tent stretched cross the room,
The frogs are singing of the rain,
The cats are restless as they play.
My sister sits on the floor,
Earbuds in, notebook out,
Text book of anatomy spread about.
Oh, there runs the cat.
I sit also on the floor,
With coffee in hand,
Reading, writing,
Breaking up the cats fighting.
The youngest one, energetic orange ball of fur,
Chirps then pounces on his listless sister,
She growls and I wonder when they will tire,
And take a nap, surely the energy will expire.
Back to work, at least I try,
So distracted am I.
My sister sits oblivious,
Wish I could write with such diligence.
Tails flopping against the floor,
Cats become a ball tumbling fur.
Aren’t cats are supposed to be lazy?
Once again I try to make my focus less hazy.
My coffee cup runs dry and the cats at last lie
Sleeping and quiet. It may yet be a productive day.
I read over the poem I have written.
Not bad, despite being distracted by my kittens.
I smile and think I love to watch my cats play.
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