Carolyn Doesn'T Need..... Poem by Terry Brewer

Carolyn doesn't need her EZ Pass anymore
Doesn't need her key to Elizabeth's Red Door
Doesn't even need to book her sessions with Flor

Doesn't need her cell phone
Directions or her car
Doesn't need 267 she's not going very far

She doesn't even need her daily trip to Curves
Though she loves them Oh so much
Keeps her weight in trim and her socially in touch

She doesn't need her deep fried Ipswich clams
With their bellies, from the Massachusetts shore
Or the seltzer to calm the pain that she knows she has in store

She doesn't need to cruise around her special lake
Although it does relax her so
After a hard day at the office is her favorite time to go

She doesn't need A La Lucia
Or their scrumptious well served dinner
It is Oh so tasty, but will never make her thinner

Doesn't need Pam to fix her stylish hair
Or dim lighting in the restaurant
Just because she's there

Doesn't need crushed ice
To smooth her single malt
Which must be The Glenlivet - it is really not her fault

And there's no better back seat driver
To guide me on my way
With expletives not deleted until she gets her way

But she will always need our love
Which we give with huge embrace
And which she accepts with her famous smile
and with her amazing grace