What
are YOU doing in my library?
Who
invited you? Queen or no queen, you are not welcome!
I
see your yellow-striped body with cellophane wings crawling rapidly
up my picture window. Are your huge black eyes too heavy with sleep
to enable you to fly?
There is no open window for your escape. Your
minutes are numbered!
You
must realize that summer is months away on the calendar. Have you
been hiding in a dark corner since October? Unwanted insects like
you belong outside, so Dear Daisy can practice her snapping technique.
Moments from now, you will lie outside, curled up and motionless, never to fly again!
Tomorrow, you will be buried under a blanket of snow if the weatherman
is correct.
Now
I must buy a new fly swatter. YOU, not me, broke my blue plastic antique which
has been in my personal family for years.
My
dear friends, you are always welcome in my library.
If
you have forgotten my horrifying spider experience, you can reread it
under July 2, 2011, called Spiders and More Spiders, which includes my second poem ever written.
Happy
Birthday, cousin Jimmy
Happy
Anniversary, Dianne and Gary! 28 years!
Happy
Anniversary, Loren and Nancy! many years!
Happy
Anniversary to my sweet husband! 50 years!
Juanita
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