Gray Brown Blue

Gray cat, in his basket Of newspapers shredded Sleeps undisturbed Unaware I am awake at this hour Brown dog decidedly content To stretch out and slumber Breathing peacefully in time With the clock on the wall Blue, might I say, the color I am While my house hums along with the night Under a 40 watt light bulb I see the shadows fall across my page And wonder why I just don't call it a night Surrender to the cloak of the dark hours Forget his face, for just one night Tonight And rest the colors of my heart