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What doesn't hurt? Aging gracelessly
I have bursitis in my hips
Arthritis in my back,
I'm both near- and far-sighted
And there's some memory I lack.
There's discomfort in my legs
Sometimes in my tummy,
And my lack of total recall
Make me feel that I'm a dummy.
My posture has seen better days,
I'm careful with my knees,
I limp on some occasions,
And always lose my keys.
I see my dermatologist
For a nasty, ugly itch.
I have so many doctors,
I can't tell which is which.
My neuralgia travels all around
Wherever it hurts most.
I forget what I was cooking
And always burn the toast.
Computers confuse me,
Make me feel obsolete
Somedays I'm stiff all over,
And, oh, my aching feet!
I'm short and getting shorter,
Everything is sore.
What did you say your name is?
Did I forget to lock the door?
My kids say they don't mumble,
That I have trouble hearing
I can't really tell, and,
Oh, damn, I lost an earring.
Some say use the heating pad,
Some say to put on cold.
Sometimes both or neither,
At least I think that's what I'm told.
As soon as it's made legal
There's one sure thing - I'm gonna
Get me a prescription
For medical marijuana.
- Ann Green
Ann Green is a freelance writer, editor, PR consultant and tutor.