She Never Made it to Canada

~She Never Made it to Canada~

 

Susan woke up one morning feeling like a cloud. 

When she got out of bed

she went to a miiror and saw, that, indeed,

she was a cloud! A gray/white, puffy cloud!

"I'm going to be late." she thought.

 

Little did Susan know that she would never

have to work again. She was free as a cloud.

 

Susan skipped coffee and toast

and went straight outside. As soon

as she stepped off the porch she began to rise

above everything. She weighed nothing. 

She was soft and moist  A bird flew through her.

It made her laugh. "I want that to happen again!" 

she giggled to herself.

 

After a minute or two Susan found herself

in a slow-moving wind stream that carried her east

towards Fenway Park. When she arrived over the park

she noticed she was very full of water and much grayer than she was

a few hours befor. She looked down at the game in progress

and saw it was the bottom of the ninth inning.

 

The Sox were down one run, and had runners on second and third

with two outs. Susan was a Red Sox fan, and was hoping they would score,

when she felt a strong urge to let the water she was holding go. 

Try as she may to hold it, down it went onto the field in a torrent.

 

The home plate umpire gave the stop play signal and the players

all trotted to their dugouts while the field crew ran a tarp over the infield.

Susan continued to drift east until she was captured by a northerly stream

that moved much faster than the easterly one. She wondered if she would drift

far enough north to reach Canada. She always wanted to go to Canada.

 

As Susan flowed with the stream she turned completely white

and became smaller and smaller. Towards the end of the day she thought

she could see canada just a little ways ahead, but realizing there was very little left of her,

she let go one last laugh, and was gone.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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