On the sidelines, awaiting
my SAD meds, I watched
that infamous parade of
old tired souls walking by.
Some with canes, others in
wheelchairs, a few slowly
advancing step by step.
Looking at these amazing
oldsters in the stances old
age brings to the table, I
could sense the attitudes
at play. The pretty young
girls within, flirting a bit.
Handsome lads responding
in kind.
My heart hurt for their worn
out strides, their hurting limbs
and whatever medical probs
brought them to this table
in particular.
'Twas strange that I wasn't
necessarily feeling sorrow,
rather awe. Life! What an
amazing vehicle life is.
I glanced down at my hands,
for whatever reason . . . and
there I saw my own wrinkled
paws, with the odd age spot.
I was taken aback as I looked
up at my oldsters in parade
and then again at my hands.
It hit me then, I'm one of them,
aren't I?! I'm older than I am
younger, right?!
Ever so glad I've had a most
wondrous life. Sooooo needs
me some humungous words
just to describe how I feel.
Let's see . . . astronomical . . .
. . . glorious, wondrous,
incredible, amazing, beyond
the pale!!!
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