for Becca
today you wake up & you open the curtains
you are flooded with emotions
it’s the rain we’ve all prayed so long for
today the two birds hopping along the overgrown grass
just look so in love & you start to cry
you see them plucking pink worms writhing from the damp earth
you swear they share a lady & the tramp moment
you think about being brought a plate full of spagworm
freshly harvested by your future lover at dusk
to later tweet about how dreamy it was to your friends
tomorrow you will wake up & you will cry again
this time at how cute the cat’s tiny pawprints are
when they’re damp & dotted across the kitchen bench
like he was trying to make biscuits for real this time
Featured photo by bady abbas on Unsplash.
