How did I get here?
When did I get here?
A feisty blue bird chases a big beaked orange bird and I watch with amusement, sitting on the lanai this spectacular sunny with a slight breeze day.
They fly away.
The sun starts heating through my pants and my thighs are like burning toast. I roll up my pants to the knees.
To feel the breeze.
When did my skin get wrinkled and thin?
Where did the bulging calf muscles go?
Vanity conceals reality.
Ailments rob my youth as I slip into Chapter 60 - this birth day
Then fly away.