micropoem for the day: a winter study

Occasionally one of us lets our cat, Little Bear, out to frolic in the yard. We sit out on the back porch, keeping watch over her. Hoping the cat stays in our yard. Mostly she does. While I am out there I sip my coffee and read some from one of the books on my Kindle. Every so often I look up and check out the yard to see what Little Bear is up to. 

watching the cat
winter chill on the neck
cat chases lizard