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Just Staring From My Chair!

First, I could only just lay there mostly on my back with a blank, blissful stare.

Then maybe wiggle and rollover in my crib or on the floor without a care.

Then I could do brief baby push ups with a smile of joy on my face.

Then crawl, sit up, stand up, and walk wobbly and fall.

Then finally I could walk proudly: yes I could walk standing tall. I even remember the day I learned to tie my shoe laces. I think it was in the Fall.

Then I could run and play cowboys with a gun in my hand.

Learned to ride a bike. Oh the fun, the games and no cares.

I even tried some Evil Kenevil stunts and was carried home in a chair.

Yes, I would walk or bike to various places. I hitch hiked, learned to ice and roller skate; fell through the ice. The scare!

And yes, again I did things in and around the water galore.

But then, finally, at last, I got my first car. Now, I was able to travel near, between, and far. Yes, I have traveled millions of miles so far in over a dozen cars.

In the interim, well, I flew in airplanes, rode in trains, again did things in the water galore. I was even in the cockpit of a KC-135 Tanker as a spectator when emergency struck: quick, steep, hard landing for sure.

I even tried my luck at flying myself in a Piper Cub. Air Force Major Major was my instructor and that’s no Catch-22 joke for sure. But mostly now, I just fly in my lucid dreams in seems.

But oh, the years have taken their toll. Now I just mainly walk, blog, roll over, talk and act like a fool.

And more and more I just sit in my chair, lay on my couch and just stare!

Stare at movies, TV shows, read books, write in notebooks, give wistful looks and who else knows. And watch other people doing and enjoying sometimes the things I used to do!

Yes! I just mainly gawk, remember and incessantly over talk!

But thank God I’m not dead to the world, as of yet. I’m not off to what or whatever place, who knows!

Yes, I can proudly proclaim for all who care to hear. That I can still get up from my couch or chair; and walk tall for short distances if I dare.

And most proudly… occasionally on my tippy toes …

with a blank, blissful stare!

Author:

Only the “Shadow”’truly knows for sure!

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