I remind Dora she is buck naked,
but she does not care,
as she opens the sliding glass door.

She strides outside
to chase a cat out of the yard.
She gardens to attract birds and butterflies.

She stops to refit the birdbath on the stand,
pulls a few weeds, examines the tubes she bundled
for carpenter bee homes.

Dora bites her lip, stretches,
uncovers the love seat under the trellis,
folds the cover up and takes it to the shed,
stores it above the bicycles.

She returns into the house.
Her bare feet track dirt and dried grass clippings
across the carpet, as she heads for her shower.

copyright © 2019 Kenneth P. Gurney

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s