A week was spent with no heat;
my old boiler had had enough.
Perhaps it was just a test;
to see if we are old house tough.
~
The temperature dropped into the teens,
we also had some snow.
We huddled in the kitchen;
basking in the old stove’s glow.
~
Now the boiler’s been replaced,
our cold feet are now a memory.
Now which shoe will drop next,
we’ll just have to wait and see.
~*~
SCK012522
~
Near two centuries standing tall
Perched upon its foundation wall
Stone and rock stacked one at a time
Cracks are filled with mortar and lime
.
Plantings and pruning’s since time’s begun
Nature’s matured, the house and it one
Repairs are always but never to date
A new one’s found just of late
.
It seems there’s a door that escaped my gaze
It’s probably been there for days and days
It welcomed a visitor though I not aware
There’s plenty of room but I’d rather not share
.
A bed was found of rags and fleece
A trap was set for catch and release
The morning came and the trap’s shut tight
Catching the culprit that roams in the night
.
The walk was had on path well worn
Evicting another, my heart is torn
Bound in plastic to hide from the eye
Soon they’ll welcome the bright blue sky
.
With a careful flick and gentle tap
Out popped an alien from its trap
Oh what to do, Oh what to do
The mouse I caught is a shrew
.
Research was done, panic’s at rest
Contemplations had of what will be best
Plans conceived to search for the door
Or wait for winter when the problem’s no more
~*~
Sck070616
rhymesalot 