The Hope Bug
I usually notice bugs right away. This one was no different.
The crux was, it was walking slowly up the wall behind my computer
As I was typing and I noticed it.
A roach? Not quite. Something with wings though. Fat.
Not brown, but not tan, an in-between non-descript color.
I watched it make its way up the wall, toward the ceiling.
I smiled at its tiny little delicate black legs. It had a cute head.
It stopped walking. Maybe its heart was beating fast now, scared?
It started again, straight up to the ceiling.
I watched it walk steadily along the top of the ceiling
South to north. Not a really smart bug apparently.
It gave me incessant hope we may someday be getting spring…..
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2019