Remembering

My gathering of thoughts
akin to picking flowers,
released into the wind
and scattered within hours.

Thoughts  are nurtured, given space,
 I'm free to change my mind.
Akin to living  flowers, in a vase
of grace, divine.                                           

I am heeled!!

The 'Fibro-fog' was with me as I headed for the store.
I was gazing at the shoes before I opened up the door.
Gorgeous colors everywhere with heights that seemed surreal.
Then slipping on the suede red boots I felt that I'd been heeled!

I am heeled!
I am heeled!
Heel, toe, heel, toe~
My back no longer hurts.

Takes some time to get used to the walk that says it all.
A lady standing next to me said to make my high steps small.
I danced around the store like a kid with happy shrills.
Good wishes to the maker as I know that I am heeled.

I am heeled!
I am heeled!
Heel, toe, heel, toe~
My back no longer hurts.