Just threw back a German beer.
What's going on in here? It was after
My ribcage went first.
It's stuck in a twist. I can barely
Getting old is starting to hurt.
How? Why? I'm not sure,
But I scrolled here for hours
Inside some girl's wonder blog
Turned to get up,
(That 'suck' word should go here I thot.)
Warm family stories
And sane observations
Have armed me with smiles and permission
To give to the journey
An entire morning.
And prayers for her young family's mission.
And I learned a new term:
"Fluff blungeons" she typed,
Retelling of wars with dorm pillows;
And roommates turned confidantes,
Campers at camp,
And brothers who sound like dear fellows.
I must go now to pay out
The bills I'm avoiding
But one more ripe pick from her saga:
"Anyone who says they have one life to live
must not know