I walk with a cane
Hiking staff put to new use
I like style and flair
Chic has its limits
No disguising poor balance
I sought therapy
Baby steps trained me
I’m a whiz on the gym floor
A wimp out-of-doors
Summoned my courage
Planned to navigate sidewalk
Leading home from church
Tucked cane under arm
Walked just like I remembered
Arrived unafraid
Long planned trip cancelled
Calendar blessedly free
The respite I need
A marvelous thing
Subtracting equals adding
Result less is more
Dreary airport sounds.
Calls to flights and cancellations
Conversations cell phone drone
Weariness pervades my bones.
People-watching changes scene.
Dramas large and small
Engage me with human race
Bringing smiles to my face.
Seeing families deplane
I spy a little boy
Following his mom and dad
Two smaller sisters in their arms.
His four-year-old self, I gage
All seriousness and firm endeavor
Pulling his own roller bag
Spider Man his hero buddy.
My heart filling to brim
I could not stop my face’s beam
Suddenly he turned his head
Shyly smiling back at me.
Written in response to DungeonPrompt: Spreading Joy
My new neighbors honk.
Pair of geese who winter spent
Flying patterns rare.
Standing on my roof
Bellies full from neighbors’ crumbs
They seem quite content.
