Friday, August 6, 2021

The Sand Now ... an Aging poem by Anne Selden Annab

   The Sand Now


The sand now

is such  a challenge.

Balance, strength

endurance.

I think I can't,

just can't.

Every ten small

staggering

steps

I stop,

just can't...

catch my breath.


But I do

and onward

towards the ocean

I trudge

exhausted

overwhelmed

and yet

such delight

as the Atlantic

grows louder,

closer, I can

just barely

can,

and am.


                                              poem & photo copyright ©2021 Anne Selden Annab

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