LW Poetry

This feature showcases original poems by LW residents. Send poems to emmad@lwsb.com. Poetry submissions will run as space allows.

Crap, I lost a pile of dough from rolling boxcars But I found a friend who helps me to open jars. I recently lost substantial peripheral eyesight But I acquired some much-needed insight. I had yet another extraction, a wisdom tooth And I’ve learned more about wisdom and truth. I can’t remember having much of a memory But my good LDL’s might carry me to a century. I lost some more of my lustrous brown hair Yet I now get Social Security and Medicare. My neighbors tell me I’m losing my faculties And my area has been hit by more casualties. But I acquired a more sympathetic personality And am more compassionate about mortality. Besides, I do enjoy naps and earlier bedtimes And yet I can’t think of a word that rhymes. I’ve accepted that my life will also one day cease But I’ve found happiness, serenity and peace. Maybe I should’ve written a funny limerick About using BENGAY and eating turmeric?

—Jon Michaels, Mutual 1