Putting a bottom sheet
onto the mattress
of a king size bed
is something that
I never learned to do
’til after I became eighty-eight.


Rather late
the process joined my fate.


Lots of folks
never have had
this opportunity
because their lives
never reached eight-eight –
or if they did
somehow they avoided
this challenging enterprise.


I marvel that
so many years passed by
before I became aware
of such bed care –
not only aware
but participating in the process.


So many things
have happened around me
that I have failed to see.

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