for Fandango’s One Word Challenge (FOWC) of 2 September, 2020, drain.
I woke up this morning to a chill in the air,
I found my gown, so had something to wear,
The sun was shining, just as before,
But my toes felt the cold as they touched the floor.
The days I noticed are shorter, too
Still dark as I get up and make my first brew
Of course, I am faced with a hungry cat,
impatiently waiting for me on the mat.
“You must wait your turn”, I say to her
As I go to the toilet, her wrath I incur,
Then I’m into the kitchen, opening sachet,
The cat food starts tumbling out of the packet.
My next major task is to switch on my brain,
Throw yesterday’s remnants of tea down the drain,
The kettle is humming, the water is heating,
The cat by now is hungrily eating.
Ten minutes later, her breakfast is finished,
Her appetite sated, her hunger diminished,
She joins me expectantly on the settee,
Demanding a fuss as I’m supping my tea.