you might chuckle
or scratch your head
hearing after 72 years on this planet
I lost a pickleball game and felt
as marvelous as stepping into a warm bath
no beating myself up or
cursing under-the-breath
no snide remarks or
gremlins with sharp teeth
snacking on my stomach wall
it was as smooth and easy
as sledding down a freshly snowed hill
and whoever had waxed the rails
made me almost giggle
because the sled took me farther
than I’d ever gone before
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