My Writing Partner
His velvet ears sweetly sit
in wait for my finger’s touch.
Twitching at the squeaking door
the nick and scar flip on alert
and tell the tale of an unseen foe.
Quiet and reserved, gentle in repose
he holds traumas casual observers miss.
I do not want to wish the days away, yet the month of March is long.
The work has new meaning. I am grateful.
I do not want to wish the days away, yet the month of March is long.
Happy day 28 of the March Slice of Life Challenge.
Thank you,Two Writing Teachers Blog.
Read more slices here.
To Read To Write To Be 