and my wife gets up early for work.
She kisses me, shuts the door
and the cat comes and meows.
I reach down and stroke her.
Acknowledging this, she gets back
into her box and curls up.
We stay like this – me in bed,
Bluebell asleep in her box.
Just me and her.
And I can’t say I know
what happiness is,
but maybe this comes close.
Joshua Seigal
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