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Gaining/Loss

Each day I'm growing shorter And I was not ever tall. Perhaps instead of dying I'll just shrink to none at all. Is that an oxymoron? How can anyone grow short? But that's what he said I'm doing On my last doctor's report. So if you find me missing, I'm not anywhere about, Don't think I have deleted, I've just shorted myself out. By: Joyce Johnson

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 1/19/2010 2:00:00 PM
What a delightful poem....so funny, 'cause it does seem that we do shrink a bit as older we get. My kids all tower over me....do all kids seem to grow taller than ever these days?? Cute poem, Joyce!! ~ Carrie
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