The Kettle Boils

What sight is more beautiful than
a dog and cat curled in a
handmade quilt while the rain
patters on the tin roof?

Alone, with just the:
House
Dog
Cat
& thoughts.

Then-
the kettle boils.
A siren song to life, my tea
black as night, sweet as song.

Late to work as I climb the stairs,
Fully dressed- shoes on,
To look once more at the
dog and cat curled in a
handmade quilt while the rain
patters on the tin roof.