Still of Day

It is mid-day, and the house is quiet.

Still, yet breathing.

One Siamese naps next to me with his delicate mink paw dangling over the edge of the chair.

One Siamese naps regally on his throne-top in the dappled sunlight of early afternoon.

One little boy snores gently on the couch amidst it all.

I yearn for this day.

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