SPECIAL POEM
A row of bottles on my shelf
Caused me to analyze myself.
One yellow pill I have to pop
Goes to my heart so it won't stop.
A little white one that I take
Goes to my hands so they won't shake.
The blue ones that I use a lot
Tell me I'm happy when I'm not.
The purple pill goes to my brain
And tells me that I have no pain.
The capsules tell me not to wheeze
Or cough or choke or even sneeze.
The red ones, smallest of them all
Go to my blood so I won't fall.
The orange ones, very big and bright
Prevent my leg cramps in the night.
Such an array of brilliant pills
Helping to cure all kinds of ills.
But what I'd really like to know...........
Is what tells each one where to go!
There's always a lot to be thankful for if
you take time to look for it. For example
I am sitting here thinking how nice it is
that wrinkles don't hurt...
5 comments:
Great poem...I always wonder the same thing!
Glad to see you posting again...I miss you when you don't write for a while.
I hope that all is well.
Here's to a great 2008!
Take care,
xoxo
Grammie
Hi Claudia, Glad to see your post. I have gotten really lazy about posting. maybe things will get back to normal sometime soon. I loved the poem. made me think of all the pills Bill takes. How they all know where to go is beyond me!!!! Take Care now. Clara
That was WONDERFUL!!! And Lord above, how I can relate!
Miss Moobear, you inspire me.
Dear Moobear, I came by to just drop you a note to let you know why I had not been by. What do my find to my great delight a note from you and one that made me smile. It is so good to see you. I have missed you so much.
I husband sister died but she had her first stroke about two months ago. So I have not been able to do much blogging. I wanted to come by and wish you a very Happy New Year and to remind you that you are in my prayers and my heart. love you, connie from Texas
Claudia, I have been thinking about you a lot lately. I hope and pray that all is well there. Any news with Jerrell's Mom?
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