OH LORD

OH LORD

From Chicken Soup for the Soul in Menopause

Oh Lord

I don’t mind the hot flashes

Or the sweat that pours and drips.

The ceiling fan is on all night

And there’s chocolate on my lips.

I don’t mind the elbow brace,

Or the joints so stiff and sore.

The ibuprofen makes me smile

At games I even score.

I don’t mind the aching back

Or the mood swings off the wall.

I don’t even mind the simple fact

That I used to be quite tall.

I don’t mind the eyeglasses,

The dental crowns fit me fine.

There’s just one little thing I miss,

Oh Lord, I miss my mind.

Patricia Lorenz

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