the old man
sandals in hand
strolls through
the middle of the meadow
wiggling his toes
as he goes
he smiles
a private smile
rediscovering
one could see
he was perched in that place
where memories were kind,
a good place to linger
on this, a new day
Pat
8/11/21
thoughts and entanglements 
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