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The Luckiest Man On Earth

The way he hobbles make you wince His eyes tearing up with each lurch forward As he grinds out his daily two-block marathon There he goes now, the luckiest man on Earth Gingerly, deliberately, carefully -- grunting away He labors up the five steps to his front door Pausing at the top to congratulate himself -- Oy! There he stands, the luckiest man on Earth Crossing the threshold, his faithful wife greets him Cheerfully, asking how it went today and how he felt "Never better, my darling!" the perspiration-tinged reply Another blue-ribbbon day for the luckiest man on Earth

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Caren Krutsinger

Date: 12/20/2018 8:48:00 PM

Attitude is everything, and this resonates loudly and clearly in this poem. Not only is he the luckiest man, she is the luckest woman for knowing him.

Gershon Wolf
Date: 12/20/2018 9:20:00 PM

Hadn't looked at it that way (i.e., luckiest woman), but you're right. Thanks for the insight! Best wishes, Gershon

Tom Cunningham

Date: 12/19/2018 9:22:00 PM

He sounds lucky to be alive, but I admire his determination. Tom.

Gershon Wolf
Date: 12/20/2018 9:20:00 PM

You're right. He is lucky to be alive. I know, because I know him all too well...………...