Not Understanding

The weather is fickle

Or severe

or mild and pleasant.

Not many enjoy dancing in the rain

while others bake too easily.

In the mornings

we never know what will be met

should we venture outside

and yet cats

demand their freedom.

Then turn haughtily away

and watch us stand there

like an idiot.

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