Shuffling Slowly

The snow turned into freezing rain
So walking wasn’t easy.
We shuffled slowly; fear of falling
Made me slightly queasy.

As younger folk went traipsing by
I realized, on reflection,
That once-upon-a-time my body
Needed no protection.

Yet, though in shape, I worry now
For aging bones may shatter
So caution reigns supreme as mind’s
Triumphant over matter.