Random Rhymes From An Expat Living A Long Way From Home
Saturday, October 22, 2016
Post-Stroke
Old man baby steps slowly,
Favoring his stiff left side,
His cane tapping cadence
With each footstep applied,
Rehabilitation on an autumn
Day, windless, dry, and tame,
Sun's heat a balm, though
It burns hot all the same...
No comments:
Post a Comment