Shedding

Taking out the trash
I note a strange movement
Near my feet

Small garden snake
Sliding and undulating
Over sidewalk

Happy I did not step on her
Watching the slipping pattern

Do not give more fright
Than you have already

Turning away, back to task

Dropping off my remainders
Garbage, junk, old mail

Shedded skins

She is gone back
Into the bushes
I am back at home.