The Shed Skin

The Shed Skin

Breakfast in my backyard’s
Always quite an adventure.
The oddest things will happen
A scheming wily fake purr

Pleading to be let out
“Oh, do let me stalk birds!”
Or the dogs will find a toy and
Romp and then run home burred

Or like, as with tea today, in a
Contemplative mood, I
Sat and thought of the winter
The year past, not really brood

But just think, in just a wink
The months are flying fast by
And with a stirring warm breeze
Something tiny caught my eye

There perched on green leaves
A little white shadow sat
While the owner hopped and ran
Lest he be called back

A white figment of thought, a
Perfectly formed living thing
Wise grasshopper leaving behind
All that he was outgrowing.

Thank you for your little gift
Your memory, your shed skin
Guess it is time to move on
Spring has come around again…

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27.03.2013

Yep, it’s that time of the year again. The sun’s up early, and he forces you to fall out of bed faster too. And it’s getting warmer, no more jackets. Probably you notice a slight touch of resentment. Guilty. I don’t like summers. =/

I’m a total winter person. I like my snuggly blankets, my extra chocolatey hot chocolate, my book marathons, sitting and watching the night sky, winter is when I’m happy. But right now, even thinking blankets is making me twitch. Summer is… a little meh. Too crowded, too humid and just too hot! (curse you global warming! I’m throwing all my aerosols out today!)

Even as I write this, my coffee is sitting in front of me giving me dirty looks. It’s gone from hot to warm, then from warm to lukewarm, and all I’ve done is stare at it from where I’m doing my vegetable imitation on the sofa. I think I’ll go put it in the freezer, it’ll taste better chilled anyway… In a bit, lol.

It’s not all so terrible, I know. I treated myself to a Scrubs marathon earlier, and I’m telling you, Turk was telling me, “change is inevitable, but it doesn’t always have to be bad”. I hear you, mate.

On that note, I think I’m going to he a little positive about this year. I can look forward to the beach, all the pina coladas, if I try… So! Feel Spring, think Spring, be spring! Or at least just get off the couch springs, that coffee is definitely going to throw the vase at me, any minute now.

Cheers all!

Cookie ❤