Roger Bonnard
There’s really nothing wrong with me.
I’m as healthy as can be.
I have arthritis in my spine and in both knees.
I talk a little slow and with a funny wheeze.
My heart’s a little weak and my blood’s a little thin,
But, Gee, I’m great for the shape I’m in!
Some of my teeth had to come out.
My diet hasn’t been good which I don’t think about.
I’m overweight and I can’t seem to get thin.
But, Gee, I’m great for the shape I’m in!
I use leg and arch supports to help my feet,
Or I couldn’t walk down our Sun Lakes’ streets.
My sleep could be much better, night after night,
But still every morning, I find I’m all right.
My memory’s failing, my thoughts are sometimes in a spin,
But, Gee, I’m great for the shape I’m in!
There is a positive moral as my poem unfolds,
That is for you and me who are growing old,
To make people’s lives happier when we say, “I’m Great!” with a grin,
Than to share with others the shape we’re really in.
I’m in Great Shape! How About You?