grey afternoon: haibun

Waiting for her to wake up from an afternoon nap, I think of the small thing I need to mention when she wakes up. I move quietly in the kitchen. The cupboard bangs and I flinch with regret, but her slumber is undisturbed and Bentley continues to lick his paws. I sigh with relief.

grey dampness chills

my grip on this metal pen

warmed by silence

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For dVerse Haibun Monday: Waiting

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