we sit in the sun
I sit in the sun like a satisfied fat cat
dogs hide under the slide with a ball and a bat
they have fur coats, my husband says in their defense
we are all sleeping heartily, none of us tense
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2025
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