Kathryn Collins Poet Rhyme

The Tip of My Pinky Is Just Fine, Thank You

For my friend, Bea, who makes me smile and is the brightest star in the bunch.



The tip of my pinky is just fine, thank you.

My bosom’s low.
My gait is slow.

I can’t scurry,
but what’s the hurry?

My foot gets sore
when it touches the floor.

My nose is runny.
I have pain in my tummy.

BUT

My pinky’s still pink
at its very tip.

My cataracts removed.
My eyesight’s improved.

I grew a new lump thing.
Still my heart is pumping.

Amidst all these things,
I sing sweet ting-a-lings.

Always I snatch dem golden rings
hanging so shiny from shimmering strings

Kathryn McLoughlin Collins
February 12, 2014

Bea is 93.

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Gwen Benita Mason Gibbs March 23, 2014 at 8:53 AM I like it, I get the reality and the humor of it all. Kathryn Collins March 23, 2014 at 5:11 PM The bit about the pinky is true. She didn't say the other things but IS all of them.

Keith Bickerstaffe March 10, 2014 at 2:08 PM '...sing sweet ting-a-lings,' '...hanging so shiny from shimmering strings,' lovely phrasing! The woes and the wonders of aging gracefully. Well done Kathy! Love, Keith xoxo Kathryn Collins March 14, 2014 at 8:48 AM She is the epitome of grace and humor and kindness and intelligence. Thanks Keith. (I am so happy your are back) love, Kathy

Tim Ryerson February 20, 2014 at 6:49 AM Hilarious!! - Wish I could meet Bea...Bet she's a real kick in the pants and I know YOU are... Kathryn Collins February 20, 2014 at 6:56 AM Thanks Tim. Bea is truly one in a million. I hope you are doing okay. love, Kathy

Darren Watson February 16, 2014 at 8:06 AM A sheer delight to read as always , Thanks for sharing . Kathryn Collins February 16, 2014 at 9:07 AM Thanks Daz.. Bea is the true delight here. Kathy

Terry O'Leary February 15, 2014 at 6:28 PM Dear Kathy... At 93, I doubt if my pinky will still be pink... or if I'll be able to use it to count my cute little piggies... ;-)... anyway, the poem is cute, and that's what counts... Love, Terry Kathryn Collins February 16, 2014 at 9:04 AM you're right - it will probably be all callousy and yellow.

Debbie Guzzi February 13, 2014 at 6:54 PM YEAH I still got a lot of good parts too![are you snowed in? I am :(] Light & Love Kathryn Collins February 14, 2014 at 12:13 PM blue sky and fluffy clouds now. I'm going to check the roads before it snows again.

Ilene Bauer February 12, 2014 at 6:57 PM ha! i got a kick out of this poem, kathryn, and i hope that bea did, too! Kathryn Collins February 14, 2014 at 12:14 PM Okay - so here's a question. What's the matter with Bill deBlasio and his crew?