Gangle

Today's word is "gangle" ... To move awkwardly

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They say the Adirondacks are peaking this weekend.
Oh my. Time has begun to run away with me.
When I was young it would meander, colt-like,
On spindly legs, gangling from here to there.

There were long moments for tennis or talking
Or collecting tent caterpillars for study.
For bike rides and swimming and picnics
and reading and firefly chases in the night.

Today I will watch a baby grow up,
A dog grow old; I'll lose another week
And a memory or two. I'll note the garden
As it too gives up its growing claim.

But, I can also see the Kingdom coming,
Wrestling its way from a winter deep,
Bursting with rays of light and truth,
Cracking open the most stubborn seed.

Anne Selleck
Copyright 2013