Poem

Slipping Away: An Ovi Poem

Written for Ovi Poetry Challenge 46
where ā€œhelplessā€ is our inspiration

I am a lot of different things
A new set of violin strings
The blackbird in your tree that sings
Isn’t making music great?

I can make a five course meal
Fish off a boat with rod and reel
Tell that jerk just how I feel
I wear a lot of different hats

Sometimes I walk along the brink
I will never let myself sink
My cheeks are rosy, in the pink
I’m feeling happy today

BUT there are times I feel crummy
With butterflies in my tummy
And my brain is gooey gummy
As they say, it happens

When it rains my joints get sore
And I just want to yell, No More
Leave me alone and slam the door
Those are things that get me down

Some nights I can’t get to sleep
Dark fears into my head will creep
Being pulled down by waters deep
It can be rather frightening

Every day I’m getting older
The weather feels a bit colder
Where’s that woman who was bolder
I feel her slipping away

I have great fears I must confess
I don’t want to be someone’s mess
I never thought I’d be helpless
Please won’t you stay for a while?

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This is ā€œYou’ve Got A Friendā€ by Carole King

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