My Divorce

MY DIVORCE

We were sweethearts , for life

I did nothing without her

I called her Sugar, she called my Honey

She sweetened my life

I got a kick out of her

More than a good cigar

We were like man and wife

I was nothing without her

But she tired me out

She drained me

We’d have an exciting time

Then I would drop

Something was going wrong

I didn’t know what

She went sour on me

And she became too mch

She wanted more

Always more of me

And I of her

We craved each other

Then I started feeling ill

I was much too tired too often

I couldn’t keep up

Doctor said I needed pills

To cure these sickly ills

Get out from under that stress

He said

Get yourself some rest

He said

Dump the stress

Etc

And so the divorce,

Me and my Sweet Suger Baby

No longer sweeet, parted forever

So it’s goodbye to my ex: sugar.

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—  During my care giving days with my Ann’s Alzheimer’s battle, I frequently resorted to my vice:

Anything and everything sugar.

But the initial sugar shot benefit became a sugar crash low, and led me ever closer toward depression.

Nor did it do anything good for my waistline.

Now I have divorced my sugar cravings, and live on a more even keel.

Don’t forget, I was “Chasing a Butterfly.”

#alzheimer’s   #dementia