I Gotta Hitch In My Git-A-Longs Poem by Sidi Mahtrow

On many a cold December morn
When the sun's rays were yet unborn
Dad would reach for his shoes
And bemoan the coming blues.

For he knew as right as rain
That there would be in his lower back a pain
That made it difficult to tie the strings
Or do most every things.

But outside he must go
Through rain, sleet or snow
To 'see a man about a dog'
The meaning was clear - no fog.

So he struggled like all days past
To get out of the house at last
And take a walk outside
Where dog and man had no place to hide.

Then return to the warmth within
Where coffee, and pipe offered help to him
To make the best of the 'git-a-longs'
That were with him to the end.

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