Two Haiku: Spring and Pumpkin

Spring
Rain, gray and steady;
Worms, oozing up from the mud.
Birds, singing, happy.

(*Saturday morning, I woke up at dawn; the sky was gray and a soft rain was falling. I slept with my balcony door open during the night. The birds were singing their little beaks off. I felt an inspiration to write this haiku. It is the first one I've ever written. This is the first time in years that I have been inspired to write anything remotely resembling poetry. Maybe it was Bob Marley's tune "Three Little Birds" that I had listened to Friday night that provided additional inspiration?!! At any rate, the birds were singing quite a bit Saturday morning!)




Pumpkin
Soft, Orange, tabby.
Purring, kneading, cuddling.
Kitty, contented.

(*I was "cat-sitting" my friend Matt's kitten, Pumpkin, while he went snow-boarding in Zurich. She is an orange, female tabby. They are rare. Most orange tabby cats are male. At any rate, she was so lovable and well-behaved all week long. I miss her already. I gave her back last night. The previous time I babysat her, she was a wild thing and tore up everything. This time, she was sweet, cuddly and lovable. This was written for her on Saturday morning also.)