Life With Horace

poetry & essays

watchful

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they are layered
by the door
waiting, dozing, ready

smooth and gleaming,
full and tufted,
both at rest

sensing movement
one eye opens,
cannot hold a teasing stare

then a sigh,
the head resettles
on its living pillow

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for Horrie and Aggie

Author: Life With Horace

poetry & essays

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