I fall more now – October 25


I fall more

often now

on a stair

across a pup

into a plastic pile

and down a slope


my friend fell

over his puppies’

feet as they

scrambled with

the Sunday paper

and cup of coffee

in his hand


his wife found

him at the foot

of the stairs

when she came

from church

and we gathered

to bring our care.


I stumble more

now, more often,

and I pray more



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