My Pesky Friend

My Pesky Friend You landed on my coffee cup; you landed on the chair, You landed on my shoulder, now I know not where, Did you go, my pesky friend, I’ve looked here and there; Suddenly you appeared again, flying swiftly through the air. I see you in the hallway, I see you on the wall, I see you on the ceiling; as you quickly appeared to fall, Onto the floor, my pesky friend, now I don’t see you at all; It took a minute to realized, that you are really quite small. I’m sure you have a desire, I’m sure you have a need, I’m sure you’re on a mission, to find some place to feed, Within my house, my pesky friend, however you will not succeed; For the thought of you imposing, leaves no choice but to intercede. I’ve opened up the windows; I’ve open up the doors, To tempt your senses with fragrances that cannot be ignored No reason to worry, my pesky friend, the chase will be no more; For on the outside, you will find, more food than you can store. Written By: Sarita A. Milliner © 12/27/15