Today we got them
What I've been waiting an eternity for
We lost them for years
Perhaps centuries
We have missed their presence
But now their back
The golden treasure
Lays enclosed in its chest
And once opened releases a world of happiness
The Girl Scout cookies

The soft quiet whirring of the warm gentle dryer
It puts me to sleep when it's running
As I lie in my bed
The sound goes through my head
And I drift to another place
The washer on the other hand
Is a whole nother story
It's loud and it's clunky
And when it has finished it makes an abominable  din
It beaps with ferocity matching a lion
But it is only able to call like a cat
It's racket just barely makes it through the floor
And it sticks in the back of your brain
It will drive you crazy
Make your head go hazy
Unless your turn it off

Crisp, candy, crunch
Eat them for breakfast, brunch, and lunch
Not dinner you say?
You can steal them away
For apples are not my main meal

Sound asleep as he's been for a while
Laying by the fire and purring softly
In the winter he does nothing
Until his brother pats him with a paw
And the chase begins
Down the hall and up the stairs
Over the couch and through the table legs
Around chairs they fly
All the while making playful noises
They use my backpack as a shield
My iPad as a launch pad
And my notebook as a lancing strip
It impedes my ability to do homework
And makes me mad
But it makes me laugh too

The crunching slippery snow
Muffles the sound of the cars
It blinds the eyes
And wets the thighs
Of all that walk through

It's the absent step
The lion to sheep
The drop of the heart
And the miss of a beat
Turn of the crowd
There's nothing to adjust
It comes without warning
Our insides combust
Panic

The sharp, shiny talons
Slashing the air like swords
Defending the castle of straw
None dare go near
Their wing fiercer than the icy wind
Pounding the air like hammers on steel
The wings darken the sky with a mission in their eyes
Six legged beings escaping the wrath
The trees bent with their weight
Above all in their path