Alice Bent Over

A gathering of elders from the local rest home is out for a walk after dusk on canes and walkers admiring roses and lilies and a pond of rainbow koi except for Alice trailing without cane or walker whose head is bent over at the neck so she sees nothing but ants scurrying around her. Alice is the letter “L” upside down forever. She will never see the sun light up the sky or the stars glow in the night or the halo of moonlight falling around her. Donal Mahoney