Birthday Poem

It’s birthday time,

Another in a long line

When it ends, only God knows.

I’m afraid I’ve lost count

As the numbers mount

Now that my giddy up no longer wants to go.

When the dawn breaks,

I’m happy to wake,

But I ache from head to toe.

Bed gravity remains,

Why risk more strain?

Now that my giddy up no longer wants to go.

When morning arrives,

I can’t open my eyes,

Afraid of the sun’s bright glow.

If I lie real still,

Maybe I can muster the will

But my giddy up no longer wants to go.

Exercise is barely tenable

Since I’m now venerable.

I do everything slow.

Pancakes take an hour

Just to find the flour

Since my giddy up no longer wants to go.

There’s an energy surge

That gives me the urge

To stand up really slow

I’ll harness the varoom

To go to the bathroom

Now that my giddy up finally wants to go.

Bill Lazarus

August 2016