my legs ache from walking behind that damn lawnmower
cutting the heads off blades of grass is harder than it sounds
especially at my age.....
then there were those damn gutters and downspouts
clogged full of leaves from winter winds
add to that the pollen sacks from this spring thaw
and no amount of rain was going to flush them clean....
holding that blower on them at arm's length for hours
was like blowing a nose full of snot from a monster
my entire body is rebelling.....
it feels like some prick drove a spike through my feet
and I am permanently affixed to my bathroom floor
where I now pop two aspirin more than the recommended dose
just to keep from feeling the excruciating pain of the aging process....
I want to live to a very old age but die young of heart.......
2007 © Ted Sheridan
Ted Sheridan
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