On Choosing Wisely (Poem 231)

I sat down next 

to my cat and 

asked where 

I'd gone

wrong. 

She winked, 

and said I'd 

been singing 

to a distant flock 

of  birds who hadn't 

heard a single song 

in years. 

So I dried my tears

and got cozy 

in bed. Then I 

sang to my 

cat instead.

(c) 2013, by Hannah Six