MY MIND BOGGLES

I guess there's,
No need to wonder.
Why I wake up at night;
With a broken mind,
That just won't mend.

Then I begin to wonder,
Why do I often listen to.
All those diagnosis lies,
This is what I theories.

Mixed dementia, maximum,
Ten years to live.
Diabetes maximum, Taking
up to seven years off my life;
With no more to give.

That must mean:
I only have only three years to live,
Adding in the fact that I have a wife
That must mean:
My sentence to three years to live;
Has been commuted to life.




Poetry by Alan J Ripley The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2026-04-04 at 06:06

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