Monday, 16 July 2012


the grey cat is chasing a fly in the window
as words are slipping into the little grey diary

please don't leave for work before I'm up
he asked when I kissed him goodnight
i won't i said and changed my plans

not knowing I would begin this grey morning
chasing a bus for his oldest brother
the cat catches the fly and my work day at home begins

in a little while he will awake 
and I'll sit here as if nothing happened

1 comment:

Madame said...

Du fanger de små øjeblikke så smukt med ord og billeder, Dorit - tak!