Writings by our Resident Ton
Old age is a blessing, I wrote some years ago I didn’t know any better I was still there to go But now in my nineties And pain is my friend My constant companion With me till the end. My sight is diminished Artritis day by day
I have a hip replacement That keeps popping out And there is my other leg Affected by some gout My arches have been dropping For 40 years or more I also have cholesterol And my neck is pretty sore My lungs are-shot from smoking
Sometimes I gasp for air My scalp is getting colder I’m lossing all my hair But I am not complaining I still think I’m OK
And all my pills an potions Don’t make them go away My headaches , they are blinding They make me trip and fall The accu puncture needles They do not work at all. My cane, by my bedside In case I “need to go” My bladder ain’t working well In case you need to know You ask me “how you’re going” Oh please give it a rest Cause I don’t feel like lying, But like to get it of my chest. I’ve got a constant headache
Although I walk with crutches Or my wheel chair anyway From now on please stop asking ‘How are you today” I may just have to ask you And let you have your say. Ton A
My back, it gives me hell My feet are both arthritic My dentures don’t fit well My ticker is irratic And my BP is sky high I’m a little diabetic And got floaties in my eye
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