I grab my pipe,
cross my legs, nod and
ponder my son's musings.
I dance like a sprinkler
and water the garden
with laughter.
I land in the same spot
with alien eyes
and am mesmerized
by a pair of glasses.
I sing mantras and canticles
and repaint my house
anew.
I exclaim love
to the heavily pruned plants
and watch them bloom
in due time.
I sit on the couch
and purr as you
brush my hair.
to be continued ...
Photo: Our twilight-elder cat, Mitzy, enjoying a summer's day on the grass.