Every laundry day when I make the bed,
a certain feline hops up
and we play parachute
as she mews with joy.

Wait, wait, I tell her.
Wait until it’s ready.

I forget between the days
what keeps me alive

The simplicity
The memories
The gratitude

The invention of the fabric that save us
as it billows with the unseen
and carries us gently
through a dimension unknown
but not forgotten.

_{Image by G.C. from Pixabay}