Sitting On The Stair

Sitting on the top step,

Thinking of my next step,

Distracted by my cat,

Playing on the mat,

He climbs upstairs,

With no other cares,

But to play and pounce,

If only I had an ounce,

Of bountiful energy

and was able to see.

 

Sitting on the top step,

Thinking of my next step,

I am stuck in a rut,

and the pain it cut,

Through clouds of gloom

 in the grey room,

Of my soul,

I need a goal,

To lift this mood,

I’ll eat some food.

 

 

 

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