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Wednesday, August 29, 2012

someone

Someone had been sitting in my chair.
Someone had leaned back in my lawn chair and gazed out over the garden and eaten their lunch while I was away.
There are always clues;
Remnants of impromptu picnics.
I was startled by a scattering of chestnut husk.
I know now how The Three Bears felt when they arrived home.
Someone?
I wasn't in when a squirrel came to call.
It made itself at home anyway.
It dined and dashed and left me with the trash.
My mother says no one rang the bell but I know someone has been sitting in my chair and look, there they are!

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