Sweet Saturday Morning
Sleeping in on a Saturday’s morn
No one telling me to get up
Nothing that is, except a fat gray cat
Swishing his tail on my tired face
The smell of fresh brewed coffee
And frying bacon permeate the air
Arising from my sweet soft bed
To join my love and his feast
Blessings,
Joyce B.
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D *purring at that fat grey cat*
Be always safe,
Karen