It has taken awhile to get accustomed to the slower pace of things. Today I have shopped for one member of our Christmas basket family. The other members have been divvied out to my daughter and my beloved.
I pace things
More slowly
Than most folk
Around me.
When I manage to do
Two things at once,
Like the snail riding
On the turtle’s back,
I say
Whee!
I catch the backdraft
Of those rushing
Around me,
Admire their speed
And purpose,
Feel the breeze.
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