My mom has eyes like a hawk.
They‘re in the back of her head.
In town, she told me not to gawk.
I followed down the path she led.
We saw a tiger wearing skates
I stared and saw her scowl!
There was a basket full of snakes.
Still she glared a look most foul!
We watched a ferret playing dead
I laughed and thought she’d faint.
When I petted the eagle’s bald head
she tapped her foot in complaint.
We spied a coyote wearing boots
and I smiled a big wide grin.
Amid the monkeys howls and hoots,
she warned me once again.
We heard the cry of the muted owl
and when I ventured forth to see
the warning I had heard her growl
stirred a sudden fear in me.
We passed many a strange sight,
and I could not help but look.
She told me it was impolite.
That was the last trip we took.
21 September 2022
When I look in the mirror at my figure,
I wonder, where did it go?
I once was lithe, with so much vigour,
I wonder, where did it go?
I once had a six pack instead of a keg,
I wonder, where did it go?
Biceps and triceps, strong in arm and leg,
I wonder, where did it go?
Eyes like a hawk and ears that could hear,
I wonder, where did it go?
Now it's, what's was that I didn't hear my dear,
I wonder, where did it go?
Now I'm at the age when my hormones don't rage,
I wonder, where did it go>
I think I've become another grey haired old sage.
So really I no longer wonder where did it go,
It is all still there, just hidden, by my old age.
© Dave Timperley 15 August 2016.
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