In the stillness
Of an early morning.
Find out what's happening in Milfordwith free, real-time updates from Patch.
I tiptoe silently
Through crowded rooms
Find out what's happening in Milfordwith free, real-time updates from Patch.
Wanting to prolong
This peaceful moment
The only sound is the loud tick-tock of a little sad-eyed ceramic beagle.
The clock,
Presented to me by a treasured friend,
Annoying in its loudness
But a reminder of our friendship.
I place it
Under a cushion, and out of earshot.
The furnace hums and purrs Out into the frosty morning.
Pouring steamy heat on the three remaining sleepers.
And causing plastic, circular wind-chimes
To sway softly, emitting tiny melodic tunes.
Lone black eyes
Stare up at me from a soft pink quilt
Willing me to take her
I pick up a cat
Noticing the pungent smell of tuna
On his breath
And stroke him lovingly,
Despite his odor
I hear a thump
In the kitchen above me
Dishes rattling
As the dog devours cat food voraciously
Moving from dish to dish.,
Then wrestling forcefully with a giant bag of dry food
It is time to move forward
Embracing the hectic pace of the day
Time has once again
Ignored my plaintive cries ,
To Slow Down Its Frantic Pace.