| Open Poetry #37 |
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Two Wheels |
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Dominique-Simone Senior Member
since 2005-11-12
Posts 643
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They sit frail with wild eyes Guarded by their brightly colored sweaters In a row Waiting To catch a plane On two large wheels huddled Conversing The wheel chair brigade |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
You are so observant. Enjoyed this! |
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icequeen Senior Member
since 2001-12-09
Posts 633FL USA |
I too, admire your powers of observation. And as I am a real people watcher with the perspective of one in a wheelchair, this little poem gave me a big smile. ![]() Caroline He who wants a rose must respect the thorn. |
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Dominique-Simone Senior Member
since 2005-11-12
Posts 643 |
Thank you both... I work at an airport and everyday there are 20 wheelchairs filled with little old women yaking and getting excited about the trip they are about to take... |
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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest |
"They sit frail with wild eyes Guarded by their brightly colored sweaters" And you love seniors, don't you Page? |
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Dominique-Simone Senior Member
since 2005-11-12
Posts 643 |
Of course I do... ![]() |
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