Do you understand, that what you do,
Has an effect, that I want to
Write about my feelings, that I hid,
Away inside, when I was a kid.
These feeling, gushing from my internal door,
Wither and die, will be no more.
I've started a brand new therapy,
That is to drink most comfortably.
A glass of wine or two, may be
The treatment that works for me.
I prefer a Red, but White can be
A choice that I make openly.
Fourteen Hands, Hot To Trot, is you see,
What I prefer to support my sanity.
No one likes the uncertainty,
Of aging, sometimes not gracefully.
As we age, I must confess
Emotions can become a real mess.
What to do when this happens to you?
Persevere, keep going. That's what we do.