Resolution

by Ed Belzer
February 14, 2007

When he was a lad, a white-haired man, renowned as a hunter of rabbits, squirrels, and ring-necked pheasants, pointed at him and said, “That one has the eye of an eagle!”

Now, having passed into senior citizenship himself, with the eyes a mole, not those of a raptor, he sometimes pauses in his barn chores to listen to horses chewing their hay. The sound brings such pleasure that he is confident he’d never miss his eyes as sorely as he would his ears.

And he resolves afresh to take care of his hearing.

Posted April 2008