I Really Miss It - Poem by Kim Barney
I would like to have my hair back.
It once was thick and nearly black.
Now it is thin and almost white,
Bald spot reflecting lots of light.
On something else my thinking lingers:
I'd like to have all of my fingers!
I once had ten, and that was great.
Now they have been reduced to eight
And two-thirds. And, though it's hard to tell,
My manhood seems decreased as well.
My eyesight once was twenty-twenty
And now it has diminished plenty!
My ears are failing; fate's unkind,
But most of all I miss my mind!
Poet's Notes about The Poem
Of all the things I've lost,
I miss my mind the most.
10 December 2015
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