Answer To Jack Ellisons-A Really Talented Old Soul
Talented in closing every door
and drawer left open by my spouse.
Those beastly eyes from childhood;
doors and drawers under the bed, too.
Talented in tripping and spilling,
splashing and controlling (only
the remote control - what wife doesn’t
like to watch her favorite show?)
Talented at staying indoors with piles
of books on either side of this couch potato.
Nah…I’m not that bad; but I am that good ;)
I get outdoors when I know I should.
Talented at rolling eyes - well, that is a dated
talent, I’ve disguised as a wizened smile,
a wink, a walk-away, a sigh, a blink.
I don’t oft need eyes in the back of my head either,
as I’ve used up most of my early childhood skills.
Now I look to see if I’ve encouraged the talents
for the ongoing generations - let’s see:
Lecturing, check; swift kick in the butt, check.
Will I be talented in old age, like using a cane
to trip those whippersnappers or racing
a wheelchair in traffic. How about removing
my teeth when I put my foot in my mouth?
Talented, am I? Am I as talented as Jack?
He’ll be the judge of that. Support me Jack
from the onslaught of attacks, jumping jacks,
or other nonsensical topsy-turvy lumberjacks.
5/5/2023
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