Poetry
Where I’m Supposed To Be
Poem ~ Writing prompt #42
Each day I wake to a soft purr
As Brigette stretches beside me
Beyond, the purrs of my beloved
I’m right where I’m supposed to be
We all wash away the night
To begin another day carefree
Coffee, cat games, and Scrabble
I am right where I’m supposed to be
Brigette in the window lays
My fingers poised o’er the keys
My beloved settles in at her easel
I am right where I’m supposed to be
We break at mid-mornings
For a hot chocolate chip cookie
A mob of wild turkeys meander by
I am right where I am supposed to be
By noon my mind is numb
So I turn on the TV to MSNBC
My beloved has her book to read
I’m right where I’m supposed to be
By two we’re out antiquing
Later we will stop at a grocery
Once home Brigette wants to play
I am right where I’m supposed to be
At five a wee dram of scotch
And a spot of news on the telly
My two ladies are warm and cozy
I am right where I’m supposed to be
Dinner and our shows till ten
Playtime so Brigette gets sleepy
Tomorrow we’ll do it all over again
I am right where I am supposed to be
© December 20, 2024 RidgeMagee
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