A Garfield Thought – January 16, 2020

Can you imagine

Life without lasagna

Smelling the fresh breeze

Spring rolling up from under the leftover snow

As the sun beats down

Getting higher and higher

Until sinking again

Feeling fall take it’s hold

Shaking it’s trunk

The grasp shivering down

Snow, beautiful white snow

Dancing in the sky

Landing in just the right place

To melt away

The spoonfuls of cheese

Perfectly placed into the bubbly red juices

Holding on to the noodles

Even after the cut

Pulled away

It stretches and thins

Until it snaps

Winding around your finger

Could you imagine

Life without lasagna