My balance has never been great.

Polio at age one

Left one leg a bit shorter

Easy to trip on my own feet

Scabby knees a fashion statement

All through my childhood.

Hiking sticks came in handy

When hitting the trail

The rock strewn pathways

I tried to travel for too many years.

Now my knees are going

Aging is like that.

It could be worse

The physical is one thing

The spirit another.

Friends lend a hand

When the going gets rough

Life has its lessons:

Keep moving along

The path knows the way

Sometimes we stumble

Sometimes we fall

Learn how to balance

Hope against fear

Justice and joy do come

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