A Poem Written in August 1993

I just found this poem I wrote on Friday, August 27, 1993. (at that point, I was officially engaged for 5 days!)
When I read old poems of mine, I pretty much recall having written them and what was going on at the time. If I recall correctly, this scene took place at a subway or bus station.

She wore one pink shoe,

She wore one white shoe --

She was blind.

I knew. I could tell --

She had a white cane.

She clicked around,

looking for an opening

 to go through.

Click, click. Tap, tap.

Bang, bang --

oops!

A tall blonde approached,

leaned close,

whispered some words.

An arm was extended.

A hand held on.

And they set off.

Click, click. Tap, tap.

A pink shoe

And a white shoe --

Mismatched.

Almost a Slip of the Tongue

I was listening to my younger son practice guitar just now; he recently started lessons and is a quick study in this instrument...thanks to his wonderful memory and an ear for music.

He was trying to figure out a correct starting note and said: "Just a sec."

I was just about to open my mouth and say something and it suddenly hit me just how that something would have sounded: "I have all the secs in the world."

Sometimes it pays to keep your mouth shut!