My Bedside Table
My Bedside Table
Old age is catching up with me, From my toes up to my head. I felt it most while gazing At this table by my bed. I laid my hair piece over there, My own has grown quite thin. The hearing aid is next to it; I'm deaf 'til its put in. Also, I can't see a thing, Without my glasses on. They're beside my false teeth; Yes, my own are gone. I kinda get the feeling As at those things I stare...... There's less of me here in this bed Than on that table there. :11: |
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