Thursday, March 17, 2011
Walking Into Walls
She is stretching
time through
her venerable
lifespan. Eighteen
and going strong.
Good heart,
ample appetite
and vitality.
But forgetful;
also hearing and
sight impacted
causing the
occasional mishap.
The child, observing,
regarded her solemnly
proclaiming how
odd it was
to see a dog
walk into walls.
Labels:
Poetry
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