I heard a clank the other day

Methodically on its way,

Down the stairs behind my desk…

I knew that she was coming.

Her nephew had come by of late

To get the car she’d appreciate,

To drive it which she cannot do…

Because her leg was bumming.

I watched her progress to descend

Encouraging a colleague and friend,

Who still has a long road ahead…

And my heart started drumming.

‘T were not from her exertion

Or emotional coercion,

But from professional fondness…

My caring for her challenge not numbing.

It has no chance to grow

This feeling within my soul,

Suffice to say I feel for her struggle…

And that, in a nutshell, is my summing.


–Jonathan Caswell


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