• What I see : a see a person on a wheelchair taking a stroll, probably tired of staying indoors.
• What I feel : pangs of growing old.
Title: Reminiscence
When I was three,
I loved to chase turkeys,
I was warm blooded,
Restless and hotheaded.
When I was ten,
I went around chasing hens,
It was 5pm,
And they needed to get into their pen.
When I was eighteen,
A flew a fence,
I rode a horse,
A fell, got up and rode even more.
When I was twenty-five,
I was up by five,
In the morning light,
Jogging by the sidewalks,
And by 8pm on the dot,
I was on a dancefloor.
But that's all in reminiscence,
'cause now I'm seventy-four
And I can't move my legs,
now I sit to take a walk,
Confined to a wheelchair,
which my will doesn't cheer.
©TheUltimate