“Where’s my stick?”
A question often asked
In our house,
“Where’s my stick?”
My wife needs a walking stick
To get around in safety.
She walks from room to room,
Puts her stick down to do a job,
Walks off,
Forgets to use her stick
And then the shout comes,
“Where’s my stick?”
And off we go searching,
Going from room to room,
Until the stick is found.
It had become a joke between us
“Where’s my stick?”
We both now say it
“Where’s my stick?”
And now we have decided
That on her gravestone
Must be the words,
“Where’s my stick?”
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: April 5th, 2017 01:34
- Comment from author about the poem: Just a bit of fun, my lovely wife is often leaving her stick in strange places and cannot remember where.
- Category: Humor
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Comments5
You got that stick? You found it yet?! Good write. heehee.
I love this simply written but so effective poem with its gentle humour - it sounds a bit like my wife with her 'Have you seen my glasses'
I get that one as well but not as much as the stick.
she needs a bracelet to attach her to her stick? or GPS devise, love this fun piece. ww
I keep on threatening to put a piece o elastic round her neck and tied to the walking stick!
Thank you WW.
The experiences we share with our loved ones are so unique. That's what keeps us together sharing this uniqueness to the grave. Nicely done my friend.
Thank you my friend, we have been together for many, many years.
Thanks BROTHER for creating humour out of the frailty of increasing age ! Love the concept of the EPITAPH ! "Here lies Mrs Jick ~ no longer shouting ~ Honey where's my stick. She's Heaven bound and there no walking sticks or Zimmer frames are found ". We all have a foible and a "cri de coeur" Where's my Glasses ~ Wallet ~ Keys ~ Handbag ~ False teeth ~ Wig ~ Umbrella etc ! The list is endless ! Thanks for scaring ! BRIAN
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