Dear Body,

Before I begin,
lemme just say:
Thank you
for being such a brick
through the years.
You’re no all-star athlete,
(that’s for sure)
but if life were a race,
you’d definitely be a marathon.
That’s my simple way of saying
you’ve met every challenge head-on
and stayed the course.
So, yeah . . .
Having said that —
I am a little annoyed by how much we seem to have slowed down.
I am still sharp-as-a-tack
and ready to paint the town red,
but you poop out so early.
Remember how we used to stay up till dawn
(wondering why people waste so much time sleeping!),
and now you’re out-for-the-count at 8 p.m.
Give me a break, Grandma.
And what’s with all the aches and pains?
Get over it already!
What’s a little arthritis?
I am also avoiding the mirror these days.
I mean, REALLY!
Honey — you even LOOK like your grandma (no judgement).
But I am still quite vigorous and young
and (if I may say so) attractive.
You’re giving people the wrong idea!
Have you seen the dismissive glances that come our way?
Just saying.
I am beginning to feel like new wine in old wineskins —
and you KNOW that ain’t good!
So — buck up, Missy!

Your operator,

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Dear Psyche,

Suck it up.
I going to take a nap.



Day Eleven

The Prompt:  Write a two-part poem, in the form of an exchange of letters. The first stanza (or part) should be in the form of a letter that you write either to yourself or to a famous fictional or historical person. The second part should be the letter you receive in response.

This piece is self-explanatory.