PAIN
Oh the Pain,
it puts such a strain
on my brain.
It puts me to the test,
and I just can't get no rest.
I sometimes feel insane,
and wonder who's to blame.
It's such a shame,
this constant pain.
It interferes with my game!
It's all my fault,
putting exercise in the vault.
Sitting around,
like my feet are bound.
I know only to well,
that if I dwell,
the pain will swell,
and I'll never get well.
I'm stuck in a rut,
from sitting on my butt.
Too much sitting around,
with no relief to be found.
Poem and Photography by Sue Petri, all rights reserved
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