My Daily Bread
Today’s bread was Veterans Day donuts,
after I skipped like a kid through the parking lot
to visit the rebuilt library. Oh the places
we will go, to quote some doctor or such.
I have to pick and shine my teeth;
my bridge built and ready to install.
Ready, set, go. There is no NO.
My daily bread will be chewed on both sides.
I can’t wait! Do I like to sit in the dentist chair?
To get better I must and my balance muscles
also muster to therapy after kicking the habit
of the aircast boot. Wing-a-ding-ding, as
my friend Jack might say. I miss hearing from him -
hope he is okay. Would like to hear his hip-hip-hooray.
Copyright © Kim Rodrigues | Year Posted 2024
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