she is inclined to love me forever

Jernee, giving me the stare down.

my four-legged love sits
at the top of my chair
wasting her old breaths
in my ears.
this spoiled, ageless baby
encourages me, loves me, likes me . . .
keeps my sanity where it should be.

I listen to her low-growl
at the neighbor’s kids while
they play tag outside our window.
she steadies every opposition
with a calculated pace.
they hear her and look up.
the day’s shenanigans will
wait until tomorrow.

she slides down to
the seat of the chair,
buries her cold nose
into the warm cushion,
and waits for me to nod
in approval.
I look up from my book
and smile a welcoming smile.

“Good girl.”
she sleeps for three hours

breaking from reality

NaPoWriMo #22

 

failure to beat the rain

NaPoWriMo #20

This morning, I allowed myself more time to simply rest in bed after opening my eyes. I did not peel myself away from the comfort of my pillowtop until well after 8 am. This resulted in me trying to walk Jernee in a massive downpour as the rains decided to shower down in sheets on us. But, I never felt more alive than I do right now. Peace.

 

there is no more normal

NaPoWriMo #18

 

12

NaPoWriMo#6

Today is Jernee’s birthday. The Little Monster and I have been through so much over these twelve years and I look forward to however many more there are for us ahead. She is my comfort, my peace, and my emotional support. I cherish her and on most days, I do not have the words to fully express just how happy I am she is in my life. Here’s her birthday micropoem: