it was not night
but things got dark
and the sky began to crack
with a sound so loud it drown out the pleas of the furred purred ones.
then the heavens started to weep –
in anger and pain,
or sympathy?
who knows – but at the door
four eyes glowed…
please
let us in.
we are soaked with the tears of sky,
so i did.
.
( there was really no need to be sooo melodramatic, i said….
tell that to the weather said the cats)
