One Final Medicinal Stroll
a kid with a vivid imagination
playing a xylophone thinking about nothing
making plans to explore more but wondering why
the big picture is not understood
the glass with the spicket water in it is an interesting guessing game
i just want to go over the dunes and to the beach
the ocean is ringing many bells
the harmonies soothe my soul, and i feel blessed beyond belief
i take off my big bird flip flops and let loose my kiddie energy
unbeknownst to me, my blind paternal grandmother will succumb soon
complications from diabetes......boy does that monster make you learn quickly
for now, i take her by the hand and let the rhythm of the sounds be her visual guide
the tears will flow and be welcomed warmly by the salty water elders
Copyright © Marty King | Year Posted 2022
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