this Bop is too small
to hold all my problems
20 lines and one refrain –
which problem to choose?
health and aging?
mama died, daddy won’t listen
mom in law died, everyone fought
thyroid quit, clothes got smaller
arthritis plagues, we limp along
IBD flares, applesauce sucks!
Covid takes hostages, Zoom ain’t the same
work is exhausting, no time to read
spring cleaning is backlogged, I just want to write!
My spirit needs writing
Bop, Bop, Bop,
when earth’s axis is tilted off kilter
it’s our hope in this space
that’s the key!