Whose Looking For Dust Bunnies Anyway?
 
Used to be I could climb a ladder
With no trouble at all
Stand on the highest step
Never fearful of a fall

Washing walls although a chore
I could do that too
Infact, there really wasn't much
That I couldn't do

But now this body's older
Can't do the things I did before
One by one a limitation comes
A knocking at my door

Brain Tease Challenge itatilnmio (limitation)

By JacieStralkoDuca

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This Poem is part of a Challenge: - The BRAIN TEASE challenge-read page for rules, info, and word to UNSCRAMBLE (challenge has been closed)


This Poem is part of a Challenge: - The BRAIN TEASE challenge-read page for rules, info, and word to UNSCRAMBLE (challenge has been closed)


This Poem is part of a Challenge: - The BRAIN TEASE challenge-read page for rules, info, and word to UNSCRAMBLE (challenge has been closed)


This Poem is part of a Challenge: - The BRAIN TEASE challenge-read page for rules, info, and word to UNSCRAMBLE (challenge has been closed)


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