Summer is the season for street reconstruction. Being visually impaired, I’m always concerned about stepping in wet concrete or ending up in the path of an oncoming bulldozer. When I read in the paper about a woman driving into wet cement, I was refreshed in the knowledge that people with good eyes also make such mistakes. This inspired the following poem from How to Build a Better Mousetrap: Recollections and Reflections of a Family Caregiver.
On an Adventure with Her Grandkids
She drove into a mound
of freshly poured concrete surrounded by orange cones,
was sited by police for not following signage.
Her insurance company will be billed.
The blind aren’t the only ones who blunder.
Abbie Johnson Taylor, Author of
We Shall Overcome
How to Build a Better Mousetrap: Recollections and Reflections of a Family Caregiver