Looking at her two bff’s (best feline friends) watching something moving among the decayed leaves, she wondered how life was perceived for her feline friends. They were indoor cats. How does a shut in see the world? Is there curiosity or envy? Is there fear or relief?
Spring dredges us such good feelings of her youth. That first bike ride to school giving her an extra fifteen minutes to skip rope with her peers. The first walk without boots and feeling so light on her feet. That walk hand in hand with a new crush, feeling nervous and excited at the same time.
Then the reality of her work comes to mind and what takes place behind closed doors, come spring, summer, fall or winter…
spring is in the air
fast cars and motorcycles
sweet scents of freedom
spring is in the air
watching it all come to life
indoor cats just dream
fast cars and motorcycles
kicking up a cloud of dust
April rains will clean
sweet scents of freedom
first loves or devil’s cunnings
too bad cats can’t speak
© Tournesol ‘19-03-26
Tournesol dans un Jardin 