Ilene Bauer Poet Rhyme

My Right Arm

I do not think I could survive 
Without the arm I use
To do the thousand things it does;
I guess this isn't news.

But somehow something's come along 
That means as much to me
And getting by without it
Would comprise a tragedy.

Don't judge me, for I'm pretty sure
That many can relate.
My iPhone's like a body part
That should not separate.

So when it wasn't working
Panic flooded through my soul,
Like my right arm yanked right off
And leaving just a gaping hole.

A guy at Staples fixed it.
Like a surgeon, he did catch
What the problem was, so my "right arm"
He got to reattach.

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Gershon Wolf June 6, 2019 at 8:09 PM Sounds like they could make this into a mini-series, attaching people's 'appendages.' Pretty funny, actually. :) gw

Jan Allison June 6, 2019 at 1:07 PM lol Ilene I am attached to my laptop my phone is so basic just text and calls and I often forget to take it out with me, make sure |I have paper so i can transfer my thoughts onto my laptop when i am home, glad you got your 'appendage' re attached and we are sharing your lovely poem:-) hugs Jan xx