Florida

Looking toward me
Deep set
Etched
Tracing lines
On tanned
Smiling face

As she looked toward me
Shifting her view
From shuffleboard court
I smiled back
“You look happy”
I offered.
“I am” she countered
“Win or lose”

Pausing
An afterthought added
“And I’m 84 years old”

Life is good I thought
I would like to have
known her more.

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Wearing sun visor for fashion
On overcast afternoon
My driver
Friend
Leaning into
Gripping steering wheel
Had pedal to the metal

Through village gates
Jacketed girls
Cruised
Alongside busy highway
On pedestrian walkway

Full speed
Strong breeze
Tumbling
Twisting hair

Breaking rules
No seat belts
Throwing caution to wind
Eyes wide
Shifting
Looking for police cars

Doubling over
In giggle fits
Drowning sound
of traffic
And jeering shout from speeding car

Too funny for words
Our spontaneous
Adventure
To Win Dixie
For milk and bread

Racing full speed
At snail’s pace
In Betty’s golf cart.

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