Just me.
Got up early.
Hard time sleeping.
For no other reason
then it’s just me
and my pd being.
Settled into my chair
My wife sees me shaking
She dares to ask, “Is it me?”
“No, I replied”
“Just me and my pd”
Out for a walk with the dog
We both stumble in deep snow
Bad hips will be her excuse
But for me it’s simply
Just me and my pd.
Had a quiet day planned
Try to focus on what’s on hand
But distracted by you know who
because in the house today
it’s just me and my pd.
Hit the speed bag
and heavy bag too
Boxing it seems, scares it away
and for a moment it feels like
it’s just me and no pd.
One day it will pass
Leaving me in the grasp
Of yet another that will
claim the life that
was once just me!