Wrinkles, lines, ache this, pain that; And then the lumps, perplexing bumps From nowhere, showing, growing, Coming and not going. Bother! You think cancer, other Causes: worry, costs and doctors, Signs and trends! Brother! Will they never end? These changes downward, Foul, sour, dour, cowardly? Unsightly forms informing us Of beauty’s loss, of songs unsung, Boss death and wretched other wrongs? Lumps and bumps which must mean something; Nature's drowsing rousing.
Lumps & Bumps 5.29.2016/revised 5.11.2020 Circling Round Ageing; Birth, Death & In Between II; Arlene Nover Corwin