see you at 8 for dinner

i give

my lungs a few puffs

of

the inhaler

to catch my breath.

it's the cold

air,

the long hard walk

through

icy woods.

it's the wind,

it's who gave me birth.

it's the food

i ate,

my weight, my age.

but

i'm saved

for another day.

see you at 8 for dinner.