Our Time

The energy of my energy
Is my last resort
I am the stranger
Who can no longer
Lift herself from the floor
Insubstantial strength
The shadow cast by age
Failing body limp
But thankfully the mind
Is sharp as a tack
I can still remember
The days of activity
Dances, sports, and fun
Yearning for that girl
And in equal measure
For the pain to end
The energy of my energy
Is not enough

Debbie Gravett © 2022.10.25

FOWC: Insubstantial
RDP: Stranger

Image by Gerd Altmann from Pixabay

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