I’ve gone & put muscles on malfunctioning bones.
I’m body checking doorways; my strength’s not my own.
Can’t let wild limbs be anywhere near china.
The bruises alone are giving me angina.
Just worried my worries will be more than spoken.
Glad my hip’s not old enough, yet, to be broken.
Strong as a horse with less balance than a colt…
& I have earned that combo some extra strength volts.
My brain just forgets to factor in one whole side.
So, I guess on my left, I’ll just keep the berth wide.
L.B.Stowe 