My mind still wanders the globe, even while my feet accept their failure to comply with the tingle of desire to rise and flee to horizons beyond the walls.
I'm reminded of how I snickered when I first watched the TV commercial..."I've fallen and I can't get up". The last time I tried to sit on the ground and plant some spring flowers flashes in the mind's eye...it isn't a laughable recollection.
The oldest member of the Gang of Four has gotten so infirm, her hind legs no longer hold the spring for jumping up to counter tops, laps or comfy chairs,and her meow has been reduced to small squeaks of protest at her limitations. We sit in a chair now, catching naps, musing about the rainbows and robins we followed once.
Seems like only yesterday.
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