Lost in Living

My brain is tired
like an empty fuel tank,
can’t get the day started.

Bird songs sound chaotic,
reminding me of city traffic.
Coffee has lost its magic,
even being drip-fed.

Give me
a napping kitten in the warm sun,
a patch of rain-soaked grass,
eyes full of sunflowers,
and your smile that I remember
before I had to do life alone.

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Author: Cassa Bassa

🇦🇺🇨🇳 inquisitive, observant, witty, a thinker, was a misfit child 😊

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