I have lost My hair
and lost my gait
I can't remember
what I just ate,
My teeth are false
and in a jar,
but I don't know
just where they are,
My bones hurt
and my muscles ache
my knees are weak
and my hands shake
but I'm alright
or so I, m told
I aint sick
just getting old!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I like your humour, you write it well, i love a good chuckle, and this was nicely done. Annette.