I USED TO BE
H. W. Bryce Entered Dec 30, 2022, for Dec 5
(from my files)
People visit, my people visit,
but they only come and go
The in-between’s a boring flow
Of sleep, of eat, forever sit
I used to be so busy a very busy one
I used to sell folks homes
I used to volunteer with kids
I used to be the one to set the tone
I used to run a business
I ran a corps of kids
I raised five kids and taught them right
I was the one they came to I was the president
What happened that I’m not allowed to do?
I can do. I want to do there’s life left in me yet
Who took my get up and go, get up and got? I’m ready and I’m set
I try and what do I get but what a lot of to-do
Now I sit anonymous
Now I’m looked upon as one who’s just a fuss
I’m here. I know I am. I feel. I think.
I used to be. I used to be.
I want to be again, I try to be…
But now I see I’m just a missing link.
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So here I am. So what?
So I do what I still can do
And do it to the best of my ability
You think you’ve won Mr. Disease
Well, let me tell you something,
I’m not done!
And I’ll not end with a whimper
I’ll go out with a bang
And I’m aiming at you, mister,
I’ve got my sights on you
And make no bones about it
Give me your best shot
And I’ll give you my cannon ball
You’ve made me mad
And you’ll be glad
When I finish mauling you
Never mind I used to be
Yes, I used to be of peace,
But you ain’t seen nuthin’ yet!
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I know we have had a couple of Alzheimer’s awareness
months, but when the past speaks to you, you must
pay attention. Punctuation follows the loss…
Betsy E Wurzel, Janet Kvammen and 83 others
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