The exercise:
Write something that has to do with: the wheelchair.
The weather today made me believe that we'd skipped spring this year and just went straight to summer. Hot, hot, hot.
It looks like we'll be taking a little break over the next two days to get some more cloud and rain, then it'll be back to sunshine and summer.
I think we've waited long enough for this bounty of blue skies.
Mine:
A seat that moves
In ways his legs
No longer allow,
Wheeling his way
Down the streets
And through the crowds.
It's different,
Certainly,
Than how it used to be:
He's not as nimble
And, well, much
Shorter, as you can see.
But it gets him here
And gets him there
All on his own,
And he doesn't
Have to tell anyone
Where he's goin'.