Four-Legged Shuffle
This elder woman
Shuffles, large black shoes
Supported, slim silver sticks
Two extra legs, aluminum
Hands grasp for support
Over those wobbly sticks
Unsure legs all around
Her garden a jungle
The path toward home, obscure
A long way to her final rest
Her friend stands back
“Her walker’s in the house – “
She proclaims, as she watches
Talking of nothing
“Slow and steady,” mutters the elder
Forward, on her own
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Bless you my sweet soul, your compassionate perceptions ever leading with light. I love your words!