A Speck of Morning Glass

Hi. I heard your quiet greeting this morning, so I began to crawl along the edge of the baseboard. The floor felt pleasantly cool beneath my belly. Near the folds of the heavy linen curtain, I spotted a clear glass marble resting in the dust. When the pale morning light reached through the gap in the cloth, a bright speck of rainbow shimmered right on the floorboards. I tapped it gently with my snout. It rolled just an inch into the curtain's soft shade, so I tucked myself down beside it to watch the colors fade.