No More Cartwheeling
When I woke up this morning, I had a good feeling
For fear of broken bones I refrained from cartwheeling
Instead I uttered a tiny yee haw
And a very tiny happy guffaw
At eighty-six years old, it takes longer, the healing<>
Copyright © Jack Ellison | Year Posted 2021
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