A Surprise in the Closet
I was reaching inside my closet for my
most favorite purple
sparkly glitzy top from a Vegas resale shop today.
Suddenly I knew something was different.
I was not alone in my closet.
I looked down, into the yellow eyes of a sixteen foot alligator.
“Hi,” I said cheerfully, although my heart was anything but cheerful.
“Who are you?”
The gator grinned at me with all sixty-five thousand teeth.
I slammed the door shut.
Instantly regretting this.
It was a discourteous thing to do after all.
I held the door open just a tiny bit.
“Who are you?” I whispered.
No answer, but boy, did those teeth glisten in the dark! The eyes too.
“Honey,” I called to the living room.
“Honey! Honey! HONEY!”
Remembering he wears headphones so his TV does not disturb me,
I shut the door again, and wandered into my manly man's
man cave at the other end of the house.
“There is a surprise for you in my closet,” I said.
He was delighted.
“What is it?” he asked.
I had forgotten until this second it was his birthday.
Maybe I will not have to worry about forgetting to get him a present.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2019