Good Morning =)

it's so crunchy and cold outside today.
The air is bitten with shafts of frozen water, and as I drag my gross smelly, (and akward) garbage to the curb I survey my little garden pad that once was flowered with little daisies, stretching up to heaven and other wild, beautiful flowers -- a surprise every time they opened their little colored heads... -- Now?-- they're all brown, alseep and/or dead, some frozen in place -- this frost which covers everything now so thick, and I wonder if I should pull them up, or chop them down since dead things in a box are'nt the best thing to see...but then there's a little peice of me that whispers..."wait, they could be just asleep, and maybe the sun will shine down today, melt the frozen white and just for maybe one more day they can look up at the blue sky, with their little yellow heads...maybe..".
But as I continue down the walk, feeling awkward myself in my robe, which is usually so warm letting ALL the cold air in from every direction, and staring down at my little feet, the best part of me, jewelled in little read slippers that seem to scream through the ice and cold of every thing else "Oh Look At Me!!! They're No Place Like Home!" I wonder what my neighbors must think, and know inside my heart this will be the last frosty fall, for me here.