Sense of Purpose
I woke up this morning
and my cat was crying
He must have been having
the same dream I was
Where I felt useless,
an abject failure
It's a familiar dream,
I know how it goes
And there's never
a happy ending
Those days have long
since passed for me
So, there's nothing left
to do, it seems
But to get up
and feed the cat
Copyright © David Brown | Year Posted 2014
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