Carpet On The Floor

On a winter day
I find another way
To settle down
In a chair I found.
Letting my feet be wrapped in the carpet.

Waiting there
Almost everywhere
Not a single sound
From the little mound.
Spread wide open on the floor.

A best friend
Doing what it can
To warm my soul
When I am cold
Much more than simple furnishing.

Dark in the room.
Sun will be up soon.
Beside the bed.
Near the head.
I stepped on the edge and it yelped.



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Like a carpet on the floor, ever present, ever ready to warm and cheer, our dog, Chica is near her people.