My last shoe lace tied I am out the door and headed west at a nice pace. My focus is the red ball of fire in the sky. Three boys are playing frizby in the schoolyard. Oh the energy of youth! God grant me energy-just the size of a mustardseed! A bed of pink daylilies catch my eye as my gate is slowing to a snails-pace. The majestic sun is still suspended in air as I reach the end of the block. I stand and rest, before I start my treck home. My destnation is 1/2 block away. A small step for mankind.....An agonizing journey for me! Placing one foot in front of another brings me three houses away from mine. I greet the lady who is picking weeds from her flowerbed. Taking a deep breath, getting my second wind I push myself homeward. There it is, Roberts old buick in the driveway. As I take hold of the trunk and steady myself, glancing over my shoulder, the sun is saying goodnight. Tomorrow....same time/same place??
Posted on: Sat, 17 Aug 2013 02:16:20 +0000