Saturday, April 26, 2025
Thursday, April 24, 2025
stumble tumble
When a stumble becomes a tumble
As happened to me yesterday
The airborne moment abruptly ends
In a sudden surprise impact
Things break fast and heal slow
Especially when you are up there in age
As I know from my friends who have fallen
Though I foolishly thought that's not me
The illusion of still being sure footed
Shattered in one fell swoop
Luckily no bones were broken
But my literal black eye is a metaphor
Telling me to watch my step
And a future eyebrow scar will remain
The image in the mirror reminding me
Pay close attention when walking
Happily the damage this time is superficial
And I'm not about to give up anything
As I continue to enjoy my life with you
After learning the hard way to be more careful
Wednesday, April 23, 2025
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