Here we are, entangled.
Making love we're locked together.
Due to osteoarthritis
this could just last forever.
- Author: Blueledge (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: June 7th, 2022 00:09
- Comment from author about the poem: I need two new knees and feel the advancing years taking their toll. Still time for a little fun.
- Category: Spiritual
- Views: 13
Comments4
Creaky joints and humour. When theres bugger all you can do but accept the deterioration we just have to make light of it. Nice one.
Thank you.
Laugh with recognition. Excellent.
We have to smile about it. What else is there to do. 🙂
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