Lois's Wheelchair

Lois’s Wheelchair
Her wheelchair is empty now
Sprits push it down avenues of light,
where night is day and day is night
I guess she had to go someday,
find her own way in reflections cast
on bright walls ~ down halls ~ past
naked lanterns lighting the way
on streets bricked with gold
weaving cobblestone paths ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
It makes perfect sense that she would leave
She was old
Somehow I thought she’d be here tethered
forever in her wheelchair
The Clever one
on a bus leaving clues,
dropping strings in Nether Land
leading us back to our Home
with her in Forever Land
Her wheelchair is empty, now

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