My Wolf Pack and Me

I am sitting in the sun now, letting the rays love me. And heal me. It’s a beautiful spring day, and I have called Everyone I know, and a wrong number To tell them to get outside. I have a friendship brigade that a Five star general would have been excited about. They are all women except Joe, and they have only One thing in common – me. I’ve formed a posse of women, and we meet In a variety of restaurants to laugh and tell stories. Sometimes we meet in my yard around a campfire, And we call ourselves ‘The Wild Women’. Elaine has one story that always brings the house Down, and so does Myra. I make them both tell these Famous stories, and we all laugh like polite loons who have Not heard these great stories sixteen times prior. About a block away, my nearest neighbor, Vi, sometimes laughs Aloud after we all laugh. Vi has dementia, and she’ 82, and Used to be gobs of fun, not so much now. I am always pleased When I hear Vi laugh. It means we brought joy in some way To her day. We are so powerful and mighty, my pack. And we all pretend I am Not a lone wolf as I graciously allow them to howl with me, all of us knowing; I am the lone wolf. August 18, 2018 Entered: Premiere Contest Sponsor: Brian Strand