Stretching

 

Nails with dirt

 

Crawling out of the hole

And walking far, far away from it

Looking back and laughing

The sun is always your best friend

Reddening your cheeks

And bringing life

In all literal and non literal senses

 

Running towards the see saw and tumbling to jump skywards

Potholes by man and burrows by animals

And cliffs and sandpits by nature

Some with warning signs

And some with signs that you learn to recognize

Those of which you take heed

 

Every breath of air is a rebirth

And every exhale is of the stale

Old life

 

Everyday adventures are being prepared for

Getting equipped with ropes and ladders

For those princesses and mad hatters

Lurking around the corners

 

Still curious

A cat tries to jump in the garbage can

To investigate the rattling, scratching sound coming from inside

The cat might jump up, hoping to find a meal or two

Or maybe a vicious raccoon

The cat might be too old, too tired and decrepit to jump up

The cat might get scared, hiss and run

The cat may have a good home, with food to eat

So why would it want to go into a garbage

Maybe bring a present home for its beloved caregiver?

Cats are quite cool

Following their instincts

Don’t forget your instincts