not done yet – August 21


cat soft steps paw down the back

deck risers. an old fluffed cat now,

she has never been an outside

animal. but age provides both

wisdom and courage. why not see

what has not been seen before

why wait for the final dropping of

the gate. step and step. not far

out into the green grass yet further

than gone before. she turns and

gazes up me. calm. new life

beckons and stirs. not done yet.



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