Haiku
Cold air tumbling
through the window, dissipates
on warm fingertips
lost in my own head
hooked back into the present
by a cat’s bright eyes
Cold air tumbling
through the window, dissipates
on warm fingertips
lost in my own head
hooked back into the present
by a cat’s bright eyes
Today we have another collaborative drawing between the illustrious Cowdog Creatives and myself.
People who have a lot of eyes go through a lot more mascara.