My cat has carried
her favourite toy
out to the back yard.
She lies on her blanket
on the bouncer, and tosses it
between her front and back paws,
wriggling and curling and rolling over.
Then she settles a while
to listen to the neighbours’ noises.
Some hammering down the street.
Birds shrilling in next door’s trees.
An electric bike on a near road.
The sun shines after yesterday’s rain.
The pink flowers whose name I forget
are now full and lush. New buds begin.
Simple yet delightful, these small pleasures.
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