Hypoalluremea

So smoothly soft and billowy sweet,
It lay gently, elegantly about my feet.
A furry hide spread far and wide,
Welcoming, beckoning to lay down beside.

Weary, so dreary I have become,
Inviting, inciting, white carpet welcomes.
Head nodding, feet plodding, tiredness complete,
Strength fading, debating, dead on my feet.

Relinquished of will, it’s comfort I take,
Now resting still, my struggles forsake.
Finally warm in this storm, my thoughts slip away,
Perhaps they will find me when snow melts someday.


by Rodney Alan Crater
Copyright ©2007 Rodney Alan Crater