Tag: gifts of time

Seventy-seven Sunset Strip
Snap Snap

Seventy-seven is as new to me
as my first pregnancy.
Morning electrolytes prevent wobbling . 
A plethora of drugs and minerals
protect me from moods and migraines.
Arthritis resculpts my hands. 
My neck hates holding up my head.
Time takes its toll
but gives its gifts.
Limitations are not prognoses.
Deafness silences my world but
I can still hear the birds sing.
I'm grateful for the quiet.
Subtitles are simpler and silent.
I remember the oddest things

Seventy-seven Sunset Strip
Snap Snap*




* Theme song from 1958 tv show.