Daily Archives: May 19, 2015

Right Arm Blues

It’s often said
Without a shred
Of sincerity
Or care,

We don’t appreciate
Til it’s too late
Our youth or job
Or hair.

So in my case
I must make haste
To write and post
And “chat.”

For soon in May
I have to say
It will happen
That . . .

I’m going to lose
The right to use
My right arm
Altogether.

To write a post
I could boast
Would be an
Endeavor.

I will read lots
And “like” your plots
While I am in
Plaster.

What’s that you ask?
A plaster cast!
Plaster! To help heal
Faster.

My right wrist
Has come adrift
And needs a
Little op.

‘Cause if I don’t
My right wrist won’t
Last long. It will
Just pop!

I’ve writ my last
Before my cast.
I’ll read and rest
In fetters.

And then when I’m
Fit and sublime
I’ll tell you
“I’m all better!”

Plaster cast on forearm/wrist/hand. Picture ta...
Oh nooo! I said my right arm! (Photo credit: Wikipedia)