Scarf

I almost lost my scarf
It was windy outside
And it almost flew away
Like a bee from the hive
Or a bird leaving a nest
And it could have been beautiful
Waving in the wind
Blowing far far away
Like fleeting memories
Of days long ago and far away
It could have been those things
But it keeps my neck warm
So I caught it
Tucked it in
And kept moving
I just kept moving