I took a quiz, “How
old am I?”
One question asked,
“Do you exercise?”
In my mind there’s
an emphatic “NO”
to the gym I do not
go.
My husband told me,
“Wait,
you walk the dog all
day til late.”
He’s right, only a
few steps out the door,
but sometimes up the
street, or farther more.
Then inside when I
set him free,
Princess’s eyes
plead, “Me, me, me.”
by: Paula D. Nevison
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