Cold February Morning

It's a cold February morning clouds cover the sky, waiting for the flakes to fall birds shiver as they pass by. I sit at the kitchen table sipping on my morning coffee, I let the cat in from outside and he stretches lazily. He lays down by my feet appreciates coming in to warm, he doesn't care if he goes out so long as he comes in out of a storm. My coffee is almost gone time to make another one, writing just for something to do and my morning has just begun. Waiting for the flakes to fall birds shiver as they pass by, it's a cold February morning clouds cover the sky. Copyright Cynthia Jones Feb.13/2016