Tent

I awoke in a canvas tent.

I was confused, not sure what it meant.

My feet were beyond the open zip.

Droplets of breath bombed my every touch.

I hoped I was at least in my garden,

Or even by a beautiful lake.

As I opened the tent… a tag on my toe!

“Half price?”

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