I have days that are diamonds,
A few like rarest pearl...
While most are much more common,
Painful from cramps that curl.
The diet that they have me on,
Chock full of healthy things...
Is designed for my well being,
For all my growing pains.
Consolation comes from knowing,
That I am not unique...
For others have now joined me,
Even as we speak.
We have so much in common,
Find that it's rewarding too...
As we comfort one another,
Talk of good times we once knew.
We mention all the aches we have,
Converse about our pain...
Reminisce about long years ago,
Tell how we're not the same.
We can name all of the meds we take,
Talk about PT we're doing...
Swap recipes for foods we've found
That require little chewing.
Our mind that once worked flawlessly,
As sharp as any tack...
Has laid down on the job it does,
Won't cut us any slack.
Getting old is not for sissies,
Yet there's little we can do...
We now are held together,
With staples, wire, and glue.
(c)  08/20/05  Loree (Mason) O'Neil
Midi playing is:  Act Naturally

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