Mare Nostrum

Lead me out gingerly
Tip toe on silken waves
Embedded with shed
Homes of crustaceans
Talking about homeless
A baby boomer
Teaches me patience
Let the body loose
Long as peripheral
System shuts down
From the chill
Conversation warms
To the gills
We wade, smiling
Two women who flew
South to nest
At twenty eight
Hardly recovered
Making friends
Everywhere we went
Till we swim again
Be well

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