in the falling upward of aging
a broken ankle nurtures humility
to appreciate the smallest acts

the kind hellos of others
the understanding of strangers
a snack of peanut butter and crackers
ice and a straw for a cold drink of water

one becomes an aficionado
of the ordinary grace of
falling upward on our journey Home

Herb Stone
here&now working poetry
May 4, 2022

Author’s note: Written after a 14 day
hospital and short term rehab stay with
my wife due to complications with
her broken ankle.