Last month I got a new knee,
expecting to become the bionic woman.
But so far I just resemble
an old lady with a cane.
I am like an old dog learning new tricks:
How to walk again,
to live with pain,
patience,
humility.
And I am also learning
that life is precious,
each day a gift,
love is meant to be shared.
So don't be surprised when you see me
hiking up hillsides,
walking along river banks,
dancing in nightclubs
with men half my age.
This old dog has no master,
and I so enjoy
howling at the moon.
Rishell Graves
April 20, 2010
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