Category Archives: Aging

Emotion Quotient

Her brain’s too old, her heart too apt to hurt.She’s nothing but emotion, truth be told.She feels her feelings tear, and ought to blurther brain’s too old. She looks to blame someone outside, to holdresponsible in words she doesn’t skirt,a … Continue reading

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Adults are Kings

Adults are kings at first – they have to be.At least until the offspring spread their wingsthe parents are omnipotent – kids seeadults are kings. From birth that keeps the children safe, for thingsare hazardous, the rules securityto guard against … Continue reading

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Learning

Obsessive language study lately fillsup time I used to put to poetry. If I have any bucket list, it wills me to acquire bilinguality. I’ve thrice attempted it half-heartedly — in class, through books, at home or restaurant — but … Continue reading

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It Seems to Me

It seems to me, when love is not supplied,although an infant’s fed sufficiently,the baby’s sense of normal’s quantified,it seems to me. A while passes learning how to be;as words and actions are identified,the kid acquires optimistically. So fault must be … Continue reading

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Escorting

Accompanying nearly 99to co-absorb the words the doctor said,I think we helped. We didn’t hear her whine,and when we saw confusion take her head,we acted as interpreters insteadof letting miscommunication stand.Our aim is not more years until she’s dead,but maybe … Continue reading

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Back on Track

6 weeks of rest and 2 new pairs of shoesproduced recuperative results for me.I didn’t fall or carelessly abusethe outer edge of my extremity,but here’s a case where what I can accuseme of is lacking the humilityto understand fragility in … Continue reading

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Getting Together

In person is more suitable than phone.We get along so well when face to face.We both enjoy our habitats aloneand daily chat, but when I leave my placeand you do too, we meet and neither’s thrownby attitude. It isn’t an … Continue reading

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Squinting Steps

Dilated eyes at noon, outside, in spring,means walking’s difficult, and then the foot(near-healed but still retarding everything)contributed to make the going hard.But it was worth the effort, for I clingto optic health in age, and after all,6000 steps were taken … Continue reading

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Test Walk

I’m testing walking prudently today.Instead of 60 minutes, I will busand promenade a quarter hour, say,and I won’t quibble with my age, or cussabout a change that may not go away.I’ll choose supportive shoes with zero fuss.In truth my status … Continue reading

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Sketchy

My memories of childhood are strong.I recollect from 3 to 13 morethan family or friends, but I am wrongat times about vignettes I pictured surefrom later years. It may have been the weed,the start of multi-tasking, classes, peers,but days conflate … Continue reading

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