Smile, Be Happy
Smile, Be Happy
Miracle Man
1/5/2024
On occasion my lips attempt to smile,
but days find me having my bout with pain.
I readily admit its been awhile,
but I’m not someone whose apt to complain.
The winter of life has not been unkind,
and I feel so blessed that I’m still here.
I mostly feel I am somewhat confined,
which contributes to making days seem drear.
Advanced age has limited my movement,
I've now regressed from a cane to walker.
Doctors proclaim, I'll see no improvement,
it's hard to smile when I'm a known balker.
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