Curled up on my bed,
 
my cat takes her final nap—
 
tonight, a hard frost.

 
 
 

In the oak tree’s shade
 
a homeless man and his dog
 
take a midday nap.

 

 
 
 

Autumn afternoon—
 
a helicopter’s chopping
 
jolts me from my nap.

 
 
 

Sultry afternoon—
 
on the porch we sip iced tea
 
while our tabby naps.

 
 
 

Windy afternoon—
 
not even a cat can nap
 
with all this roaring!

 
 
 

Summer afternoon—
 
the teddy bear takes a nap
 
with his little boy.

 
 
 

Last day of the month—
 
on my sun-warmed garden bench
 
a feral cat naps.

 
 
 

Last day of April—
 
my neighbor’s cat takes a nap
 
in my plum tree’s shade.

 
 
 

Wind, relentless wind!
 
Not even a cat can nap
 
with all this roaring!

 
 
 

After Christmas Day,
 
my neighbor’s old grey tabby
 
takes her final nap.