Menopause Poem by jenni burt
Menopause
Like a drooping tree branch i stand
With aching knees and swelling hands
Burning hot, then suddenly cold awful symptoms
Of growing old
Waking in the middle of the night
Sometimes like i have had a fright
Then not being able to get back to sleep
Lying there for hours on end
Waking sluggish in the morning light not feeling very bright
Growing old is not much fun,
Now that menopause has begun
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4/26/2024 3:00:44 AM # 1.0.0.1119
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