Bravo
I look out on the morning
My squirrels do scamper round
And yes, there is what I was dreading
More snow is coming down.
Normally I wouldn't mind
But this year, it's not fine
Because back surgery has me dreading
The covering on the ground.
I manage fine with my walker
Until I leave the house
Then I am on my own
And you should see me dance
Never was anyone more graceful
At piroits and high leaps
I'll tell you here and now
The pro skaters envey me.
All the hours, days and years they spend
Just to reach this goal
I preform perfectly
When I step outside my door.
All the attention I receive
Has them turning green
The speaker softly clears his throat
And announces "You've received a new spleen."
Copyright © Marycile Beer | Year Posted 2007
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