An alien on my shoulder


Dianne Gray author

I got home the other night after a hard day at the RUC and poured myself a wine. I looked down and in front of me on the outside table was none other than Tic Tac the gecko! I recognised him immediately (because he’d been so up-close-and-personal on my nose when we first met). I don’t know how he got up on the table (right in front of where I normally sit), but he just hung out there and watched me for a while. I asked him if he was hungry and tried to give him some of my tomato sandwich, but he wouldn’t eat it (go figure).

Tic tac

So I went inside to get the camera to take some pics of him and as I walked into the kitchen something tapped me on the shoulder. I turned to see alien eyes. I squealed and flicked the thing away. Strangely enough it came back…

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About Jonathan Caswell

Mr. Caswell has been composing poetry at least since High School. He has been on WORD PRESS for ten years and contributes to two other blogs beside this one. This blog has a Christian emphasis but all bloggers are welcome. Mr. Caswell chooses to---with permission--re[post material of interest

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