Putting my Feet In Dirt December Prompt#2 Soggy Socks
the ice, the slush,
watching cars race by me-
they all have somewhere to go, someone to be with, someone to notice if
they show up after work
walking a little slower then usual
looking a little more tired then normal.
I wish I had turned the heat up before I left for work this morning and maybe left the
Christmas tree lights on. Maybe I should have left the radio on too.
But it’s time to set those sad images aside, I have things to do
even though my back hurts and my socks are a little soggy from the rain.
My dog thinks I’m a superstar and my cat wants to pretend like he thinks so too.
They would throw a parade for me every time I walk through the front door, if they
Time to take a breath and smile
I guess I matter after all.
I feel like
I am playing hide and seek with the Christmas Spirit.
I put up my tree, lit it up ,hung some decorations on it and just when I thought I caught
a glimmer of the Christmas Spirit
it was gone.
I put my dog’s festive Christmas collar on him last night- it is decorated with holly
wreaths and snowflakes-
and I thought I felt something behind me, I felt a happy little tingle go up and down my
could it be the Christmas Spirit? I wondered.
It didn’t matter, whatever it was disappeared when I turned around.
I hae been writing stories about snow and ghosts and I’ve been listening to hours of
carols and just when I start to smile I look up and that sense of adventure and fun is
gone as if it had never been there.
Poof. It must be some kind of cruel magic. Gone.
like a snowflake that follows you into the house
and falls to the ground when you take your jacket off
it melts away, just like that.
I guess I’ll keep looking for
the Christmas Spirit.
I’m fond of ghosts, so I won’t mind if they just sneak up and say ” Boo.”