moving about

moving about
rather slow

concentrating
on how to go

slow and steady
there's no rush

except in my mind
I try to push

learning to walk
or so it seems

can be tedious
to my life stream

in front of the
other goes one foot

heel to toe
in shoes, not a boot

when will the
healing be complete

when will I be back
completely on my feet

recovery

my mind's a blank
turned to mush

I am sure it stank
from all the tv rush

it's all I've done
to pass the time

it's not too fun
though not a crime

and I have read some
and blogged a bit too

and done a crumb
of exercises; just a few

surgery's done

the surgery's done
it's not fun

the healing's begun
little action

looking forward to run
get off my buns

no delight

don't want to write
haven't the sight
to make things right
seems such a fright
and even an outright
affront-I take no delight
in what's been said tonight