Daily Prompt – Today, you can write about whatever you want — but your post must include, in whatever role you see fit, a cat, a bowl of soup, and a beach towel.
The morning sky was cloudless
And a dark shade of slate grey
I’m longing for a bowl of soup
Something warm and comforting
Like what my mom would make
To repair any bad days I had
To become as good as new
Yes, I think of my mom and her cat
And tears start falling down my cheeks
How I wish to spend more time with her
More days and nights just listening to her tales
If only the Philippines is not that far away
Then I could be at the beach to my delight
Lying down on my beach towel
Swimming with my mom and friends
For: An Odd Trio
