she'd rather walk me...

slowly

she pushed her cold silver walker ahead of her

~

she hadn't seen me

but

I was watching her

as

she shuffled her feet

~

her curly matted head looked cold to me

and

I wondered where her hat was

~

the glass doors slid open and the outside air caught our breaths

~

quickly

she was heading straight for the ramped handicapped parking area

covered in wet brown sludge

~

I got up right next to her and asked if someone was waiting for her

~

she said

yes

he's right there

yet

she tightly grabbed my arm

leaving her walker behind

while

telling me she'd rather walk with me

~

so I lead her down the ramp to the now open car door

while a man

~I'm assuming her 30 year old grandson~

came around to her other side

and

thanked me

~

she said

bless your heart honey

and

patted my hand

he said

have the happiest of holidays

~

I said

merry christmas

to you both

and

walked away thinking this is how I want to feel everyday

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