Smokey's Day began with a drink from the bird bath.....
The sun was bright, pink, and warm....
It had rained in the night. The two brothers came from their home from the hill.
To sit by my door. And twitch their ears.
Smokey lounged on the porch...........
He rolled.......
He took a break........
He peered in the door...............his favourite one.
He showed his big gold eyes.................
Then he settled. In the warm.
In the light......
Then the rain started. Again. That afternoon.
And Smokey pondered his options....
Like he always did. Till the rain stopped. And the sun came out again.
No comments:
Post a Comment