King
Friday, July 29, 2011All the other older-folk found their places at the front.
Sighing, tired, into place.
But he shuffled down the back. And found his throne.
On that best.view.seat above the wheel. Perched up high.
Proud![King of Men!]
Wrinkled. Creased. Hooked Beak.
Pants pulled high. Shiny belt.
Love-knitted jumper tucked in.
And white sneakers. Sparkling!
Bright eyes.
Drinking in this. All of this. Life!
A reminder: how I want to be [always].