The sun is out today, calling, coaxing, cajoling
“Come out and play!” like the kids in my old neighborhood
Come out, there isn’t much time left
before the cold, the gray, the short days of winter.

The chores will wait
the errands will still need to be done
the sun will not be patient
it will go about its business whether I am there
or not.
In fact, if I mop the floor before I go out and play
chances are
I will need to mop it again when I come back in
puppy paws will do that
so why work twice as hard?
the sun will not wait for me
not now or ever
so …