The chair <br />hugs me <br /> <br />holds me <br />like it loves me <br /> <br />good book good wine <br />couldn't be more comfy. <br /> <br />She appears before me <br />ensconced in coat, hat, scowl & scarf. <br /> <br />'Not now...please! ' <br />I plead telepathically <br /> <br />but she doesn't speak <br />...telepathy. <br /> <br />Her mittens dangling <br />like an extra pair of hands. <br /> <br />'Come on! ' <br />she makes me an offer I can't <br /> <br />refuse <br /> <br />giving it to me <br />straigt. <br /> <br />'I'm bringing you <br />for a walk! ' <br /> <br />I try to confuse her <br />by telling her <br /> <br />her left hand shoe <br />is on her right hand foot <br /> <br />& her right hand shoe <br />is only a dog bitten summer sandal. <br /> <br />She looks <br />at me <br /> <br />with a cold <br />so what. <br /> <br />I give up <br />give in <br /> <br />know that I <br />can't win <br /> <br />laugh as I <br />un-comfort myself. <br /> <br />'I need a hand <br />to hold me <br /> <br />so the wind won't <br />push me about! ' <br /> <br />We walk off <br />into Time <br /> <br />(her hand in mine) <br /> <br />always tis <br />moment <br /> <br />exists <br />for me. <br /> <br />MY little girl <br />talking my heart <br /> <br />.. for a walk.<br /><br />Dónall Dempsey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/for-a-walk-for-lyn/
