by Andrea Erickson
So, what do you see behind this
cane?
A forsaken woman? A slow-walking
pain?
A lazy relic of a forgotten time?
An unhealthy human who didn't do
enough time
on treadmills, in sneakers, out in
open air?
A person who complains that life
just isn't fair?
This woman is a scholar, and very
much alive
with tall tales and small tales and
never ending drive,
who prays to the Lord to protect
friends, and family,
who sneaks in a prayer of thanks for
still living free.
Who gets frustrated, but proud that
she's still living life -
not begging for mercy as a
broken-down wife.
This woman has feelings and hurts at
times
for lost friends, and strength that
keeps her alive.
This lady finds comfort in all parts
of her life,
and tries not to ponder too much
anguish or strife.
She knows that this life happens
once for us all,
so she breathes in the sunlight, and
brilliant colors of Fall.
She loves conversation, and journeys
to the sea
To watch ocean and waves, and gulls
flying free.
So, please take a moment to return a
kind smile, or hold open a door -
she'll be around for awhile.
And listen, for this woman may have
a story to tell,
about her endless belief that all
will be well.
So what do you see behind this cane?
