Lori Grosser Rhoden
Member Rara Avis
Fair to middlin'
When we get to be of a certain age,
we become very wary of falling.
We have learned, by now,
that things donít mend as fast.
We donít bounce back like we used to.
And it just plain hurts more.
Ice is our nemesis.
We wear traction soled boots
and walk like penguins.
But despite all our precautions,
Like today to moi.
Walking out of school to go home,
I tripped, slipped and hit the sidewalk.
I twisted my right foot and sent my purse
that was in my right hand flying.
Then I did a perfect three point landing
On my left knee (I have a boo-boo)
my left side (coat covered in ice melt)
and left hand (broken blood vessel)
throwing my can of Diet Dr. Pepper.
Apparently my awesome fluff and stuff
helped break my fall.
Perhaps I bounced a bit.
But I didnít crash and burn in one big splat.
I could have broken a hip like that.