The dog cannot count
The cats count the birds
I wander off to sleep
Dreaming of Spring.
The dog checks off days
The cats lick their fur knowingly
I cry out for warmth
One more day is done.
The dog hunkers down
The cats nest in feathers
I sleep tossing amid the night
Of full sap moons.
The dog snores as I turn
Watching morning light appear
Quiet under this blanket of snow
Paw-less, print-less, mind-less.
Copyright 2003 Cathy Dellinger