I looked in the closet,
On the hooks on the back of the laundry room door,
Under the bed,
In the other closets.
It wasn't there.
I remembered the chair.
I've been meaning to excavate the chair.
I've made forays...down a few inches, looking for
Something I wore recently.
But, it is Texas; it has been hot.
Only last week did I turn off the air conditioner and open the windows.
Tonight, it is distinctly cool and
The choice is between archeology and central heat.
So I dug down through Summer, where I found the things I didn't take on my trip,
And Spring...the clothes that fit last year, but were too small for this one.
Finally, I came to Winter, and my flannel nightie,
An extra quilt...
...The object of my search...
MY FUZZY BATHROBE!
(Ronni hangs up the pick and shovel)