Bare Feet
It’s easy to get trained
You see
By the horrid Winter freeze
To bundle up
And sneak outside
And hide from the elements
Then one sunny day in March
You wake up and hear the sound of
The garbage truck coming down your lane
And you are late again
You grab the box of recycling and race down the stairs
On to the porch
To the sidewalk
In the nick of time
And smile at the garbage man
As you turn around to head inside
Suddenly you realise
You’re outside in shirt sleeves
And standing on the sidewalk
In bare feet!
Hurrah for Spring!
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Love this!
I’m feeling the same way right now, it’s going up to 8 here today! Wahoo!