I give myself permission to give up,
But today my cat is companionable as a hug,
She purrs and snores by turns,
On a cushion atop my desk.
The baby crows have fledged,
They dance the sky in raw delight,
Hopping from my skylight to the cherry tree,
Laughing raucous joy at their own cleverness.
I might give up tomorrow,
If I haven't made other plans,
But today I'll sip my coffee,
Pet my cat,
M Statham 2015