Roots

Roots. What are they to us? Our family, out friends, music, poetry, places? What is it that makes us feel grounded in this world of ours?

I ask this as my ageing father takes a tumble and breaks his leg. There is little kindness in the ageing process.

It's left me feeling a little off kilter and I hope for bright news & recovery, something he richly deserves.

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