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Turtle, do you know that you cause

someone like me to cringe and pause

in my journey to work or play

on a formerly happy day?

In my mirror I cannot spot

if you made it or did you not.

Do you really care if you should meet

your end of days while in the street?

Of course he does, I  scold myself,

chastened by my timid stealth.

Turn around and go back, I tout,

and help the little feller out.

But no, I go and never know.

Why should I worry myself so?

Down deep I see that he is me,

both risking death if we are free.

About Nan Mykel

At 79, I was just about to stop keeping a journal, but that felt like accepting that growth was finished. I don't want to be finished, yet! I'm 80 now, and struggling to communicate with you, if you'll come and set awhile. P.S. My how time flies! I'm 82 now.
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