Thursday, July 28, 2022

Walking to Remember


on the outskirts of life we live

me and my cats and a companion

who claims to know everything...

we hunt for our food in the water

and on the land, surviving by our

wits and the fickled nature of life;

we walk all the time and everywhere

not realizing how importance our

mobility really is until unless it is

somehow damaged by fate and

we are left not walking at all for

a spell...  longer than we care to

remember...   red skies at night

and red skies at dawn give us clues

for the day and while some of these

clues are accurate, many are not,

and we fumble around ourselves

trying to explain...   light gives us

hope and darkness gives us sleep

and while each day is different, we

look forward to them all, except 

the day our cats died and in grief

the companion committed suiide,

leaving me here to take care of it all

without any help from our friends.


19 July 2022


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