LInking with Imaginary Gardens for the Tuesday Platform brought to us by Sanaa
and The Sunday Muse
How stunning are the changes which age makes in a man while he sleeps! ~Mark Twain
It has been a wild journey
and my soul has weathered many a storm
but my heart lost the sturdy umbrella
a long time ago
this makes for a sloppy passage
and wet shoes
I used to leap over puddles with ease
but now I tend to
wade through slowly
like a used jalopy bus
in the rain
I don't mind a little mud
just give me somewhere warm
to dry my socks
and take a load off with friends of a feather
and I am happy
there is a luxury a mature heart knows
the comfort of knowing not to rush
and of course the wild journey of the past
has given us bad knees.
