I don’t want to use a walker
Or a scooter in the store
I will use it when I have to
But, not anytime before.
Still have my wits about me
I’m not in the grave, just yet
I’ll use my cane, it’s dignified
It’s brown with streaks of red.
Funny, once your hair turns grey
They have no time for you
They toss you in the closet
Like a pair of worn out shoes.
I was a lawyer in my past life
Still love to sit and read
I help out at Legal Aide
At least, two times a week.
Gave up my driver’s license
I no longer drive my car
I just call an Uber
Knowing I can’t walk …. too far.
When the time comes, I’ll be ready
I’ll accept my limitations
I hope to be less prideful
Plan to lower expectations.
Till then, I hope to spend my days
Often sitting on my porch
You can find me drinking coffee there
Every Sunday after church.
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