A Breath Of Spring



I went outside to greet the day
And what do you think I saw?
Birds and flowers everywhere
And a jogger in the raw



Covering my eyes with both my hands
I couldn't help but sneak a look
I didn't know who the old gal was
But she must have been a schnook



The old lady showed a lot of moxey
And a style somewhat unique
She coulda been a contender, I guess
If she hadn't been an antique



Shuddering at that pitiful sight
I suddenly started to sneeze
Pollen had fallen most everywhere
And was wafting in the breeze



The car, the lawn and the old well box
With golden pollen were covered
I ran toward the old porch swing
Where, like a child, I hovered



Sneezing and minding my business
My butt felt a frightful pain
A bumble bee was flying away
As I watched with total disdain



Rubbing my sting and sneezing still
Heavy rain then started to pour
After stumbling over the welcome mat
I finally made it through the door



That sure was quite an experience
Bad luck I seemed to bring
All because I ventured outside
To catch a little breath of spring



Kathleen McCoy Eldridge©
April 26,2006
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