(Dec. 29, 2011) I run now
only in my daydreams
when my mind spins freely
as it used to wheel
when running shoes were tied
and I headed out
along the forest trails.
Then as breathing settled
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Comment / By Judy Webb / Today, 8:45 a.m.
I love this poem. It just lifted my spirits, as an aging falling apart older woman who used to run, the meaning went far beyond the giving up of running. It was such a graceful way of accepting what can’t be changed.