at this early hour
neighbors peeking out their windows
might think I'm crazy
laughing my way to work
this week’s garbage day
providing its own entertainment
thanks to a gusty wind
more than the geese are heading south
as if tumbleweed wannabes
in a dusty ghost town
an army of white grocery bags
rolling down the street
and what possibly could be on their minds?
hope the place a block or two down
will give them a more secure home?
before the recycling truck
pulls in to scoop them all up
Ha! This really hits a lot of fine notes with me this morning, Chris. The title is perfect but doesn't give anything away. I love the entertainment value here, the "tumbleweed wannabees," the "army of white grocery bags." There's one up in our big ash tree right now, a real go-getter. Thanks, Chris.
