Breathless
Breath(less)
it happens every day
all day without thought
we breathe
life-giving oxygen
sustaining our organs keeping
our hearts
and lungs pumping
one day there’s a catch
in its rhythm
climbing stairs walking
a pause to catch the breath
we hadn’t really noticed
we start to pay attention
to
our breathing
we slow down more naps
breathing becomes
conscious more effort required
the heart not doing its job
beginning to fail oxygen?
old age is catching up with us
but we’ll continue living life
as long as we have breath
Copyright © Barbara Peckham | Year Posted 2024
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