Click.
Just a tiny click
My heart lurched
(My grand-dog by my side)
Call your son
Pocket pat
No phone
My heart flipped
(My grand-dog by my side).
Creativity vanished
Panic threatened
Blue sky or no blue sky
My heart began to pound
(My patient grand-dog by my side)
Deep breath
Reach out
But to whom?
My heart felt lost and sore
(My patient grand-dog by my side)
Gratitude
To a passerby for the time (I have a bus to catch)
To the neighbour across the street who let me call my son
To the neighbour next door who called a locksmith.
My heart slowed to an almost normal beat.
(My very patient grand-dog by my side)
Gratitude and relief
A friend arrived with a key because of
the magic of communication from son to son to friend
My heart had jumped with joy
My very patient grand-dog out for a proper walk.
“All is well, nothing like a little adventure panic to get the blood flowing.”
~ Jeff Ward
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