My Struggle
Sitting in a recliner all day long
Try not to hurt yourself I hear
It's hard to sit still and not wiggle
And not get bored to tears
I use the walker to get here and there
My house is not just a stall
It has lots of rooms and space
But now it seems so small
It has almost been a month now
Since I had my hip replaced
I'm just getting a little impatient
After the surgery and hospital I aced
During this time I have found new friends
Friends at the Starlite cafe
They are good poets all of them
They care for one another so they say
They seem to accept me
It's nice to be a part
Tho I didn't think I was a poet
They let me be a part
I enjoy reading writes of the different poets
But I'm having trouble with my eyes you see
Some of them I can't read
Small curly letters are not the thing for me
It won't be long and I can tell this recliner goodbye
I'll be up and about leaving the walker behind
I am going to bust right out of these walls
But I'm keeping my new friends what a great find
By Barbie June
© 2008 Barbie June
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