It rains in big fat drops, that drip and drip
and the cat tremulously purrs and purrs
as he lies in the folds of the blanket,
looking up at me with an upside down head.
His tail sways back and forth, back and forth,
a content and constant metronome ticking away.
He buries his head into me in a delicate shuffle.
Rain drops outside are dripping and dripping.
Previously published in HAPPY: A Collection of Poetry and Prose on Happiness and Being Happy, 2017.