Wednesday 30 October 2024

A Cautionary Tale

That life is invoices and bills

Is a harsh fact without thrills

But recently with some delay

Saint Luc sent its bills to pay.

 

This hospital in leafy glade

With never-ending aisles, soon made

Several x-rays of poor wrist

Broken, as a step I’d missed.

 

Encased in plaster cast, forlorn

I struggled to get dressed each morn

But a kindly neighbour lent a hand

(A pun of course you’ll understand!).

 

With stitches out and sturdy brace

I soon the big bad world could face;

My guided tours took off again

Though STIB travel was a strain!

 

So, I reflect - a simple spill

Reduced my social life to nil

And I must henceforth take great care

Whenever I must climb a stair!


(c) Poet in the woods 2024




 

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