Comfort At It's Finest

Down I go, onto my couch

No room here but this one

Bigger than my room, even in my new house

I like it here

Even with the giant window

 

Wrapped up in a blanket

A sweatshirt covers me as well

I'm fairly content, despite my lack of abilityto breathe

Head pounding, nose all stuffed

Legs propped up, with a laptop to decorate

 

Walking by, around the table

Like you always do

So curious, my little one

Snuffling nose, you probe with

One apendage on mine

 

Bella, my Bella

Such a good dog!

Comforting me, as you always do when I am sick

Slinking away, after a brief moment of petting

You'll come back to check on me

You always do