Last night as I snuggled into my cozy bed for a good nights sleep
I passed out.
Seeing as I am the world's heaviest sleeper,
this came at no extra surprise.
What was surprising was that I was awoken
by a sound.
Perched on the outside of my window
was a 15-pound cricket.
I have no idea how a cricket came to be so large,
or so well balanced on such a small windowsill.
But, I do know that his baritone chirp resonated quite nicely.
Every time I shifted though, it stopped.
Which led me to believe that it was inside my room!
Which reminded me of the fear of crickets and grasshoppers
that I inherited from my mother.