It Don’t Take Much

God, she was close to the edge all day!

A whiff could blow her away.

The breezes, they gusted and occasional storm

A tsunami was on it’s way…

Run for your life!

The expression I saw and I

Ran like hell ’til I

Could not draw the

Breath I needed, then

Panting, she heeded my plea

To stop chasing ’cause I

Couldn’t run.

Any more…

I was caught and I thought that

By catching me

She would be

A little more merciful.

But You Go Girl, she kept on going.