Freitag, 20. April 2018

Ingrids Auswahl - Ingrids Poetry (25)

Aua Aua Uh

How could we ever fathom what old age would do?
Words you hear both loud and clear are Aua Aua UH.
At times it’s little me, and often times it’s you.
Each time we move the dreaded words of Aua Aua Uh
Even when we’re sleeping guess what we pursue?
With every toss and every turn, it’s Aua Aua Uh.
Guests to our home, well they may think
They’r visiting a Zoo, all that commotion
Around this place of the Aua Aua Uh.
The hands, the shoulder, hip and knees.
It even hurts each time we sneeze.
But it’s alright we take it, what else is there to do?
Except to still the dreaded pain with Aua Aua UH.
So dearest Friends don’t feel too bad,
When we ‘r asked to shoot through,
Just know:
That finally- we are free- from the Aua Aua Uh.

Just for fun 9. 3. 2018 inspired by Gerd

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