There’s a kink in my neck
But I say what the heck
At least it moves around some.
And my back has a catch
That works like a latch
But still that won’t make me glum.
.
To the left of my waist
A hip was replaced
So it gives me trouble no more
But the knee isn’t strong
And I know before long
A new one will soon be in store
The hearing is bad
But with captions, I’ve had
A new lease on life in the main
But there’s problems below
With a sore hammer toe
That causes occasional pain
The hair’s falling out
‘Til there’s nary a sprout
Long gone is my beautiful mane.
And the ticker skips beats
And then it repeats
Which practically drives me insane.
Arthritis now darts
Through most of my parts
Reminding me often of age
And it makes me feel humble
When sometimes I stumble
With words I use to engage.
But despite the above
When push comes to shove
Things could always be worse.
I’m still riding around
To wherever I’m bound
Without the need of a hearse!
Al Hood 2019
