Lovely morning star, How beautiful you are. I fell out of my bed To gaze at you instead. Sunrise and morning star, Very best way, by far, To mark the end of night, And start my day off right.
But then it fell apart……
It's one of those days That ends in a haze Of frustration!
Deep breaths, Carolyn…
I waited for the doctor man To come up on my screen When he did, he looked quite green. No, he didn't. I'm losing my mind. Being kept waiting's not my fav'rite thing, It maketh me quite cross For that time is such a loss. He told me that my neck's not broke It's full of "artheritis", common to old folk. Can offer therapy, but that's what made me scream, Won't be doing that again, so it would seem Once more I'm cast astream. Then, my damn PC Took exception to me. Didn't like what I wanted to see. Shut down in a huff, giving me a black look, That whatever I tried, I couldn't unhook. Smiles, threats, pleas Oh Jees. More time wasted.
Which is why all I can offer today is a pathetic “poem”