Coy covetous cat
snuggled up in bed
secure
in warmth love.
Darkness
a goose-down quilt
cover
her slender form.
Youngest son
on left
husband
eldest son
on right.
You can almost
hear her purring.
She can drink
this kind
of milk forever.
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
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