I have a new accessory;
They say it’s a necessity.
I wish it were a bracelet or a purse.
I guess it could be something worse.
But I don’t like it, not one little bit.
I prefer music and puppies or even English lit.
Lots of variety in life I love.
Kitties and kites, and ducks and doves.
I love Jesus and people, and country and kings
Necklaces, shoes, baby goats, and rings.
BUT a plastic tube with two “pokkies”up my nose?
Supposed to make it easier to send blood to my toes!
My kids act like I have no voice,
Saying, “You’re gonna do it. You have no choice.
And much as I nag, kick, and seethe,
I really do like to breathe.
So I asked the doctor, “Do I really have to?”
She said, “No, but you’ll live longer if you do.”
So as much as I hear the joys of Heaven beckon
I’ll choose to stay here a bit longer, I reckon.