Life Is A Slippery Slope

One That We Must Manage And Sometimes Cope

With it's stale grey skies not blue

A cough or a touch of a cold

Caught me by surprise

I insist I don't get sick

I am just on pause

When I always want to feel great

Today's not the day

As I whisper quietly to my wife

So no one else can hear

I'm a little under the weather

Later I get worse instead of better

My wife also feeling blah

A sore nose from blowing our nose too much

Medicine every four hours

Head congested and hoping it's not a sinus infection

Sleeping as often as we can

Resting every chance we get

Where is my enthusiasm and power ?

Sucked out of my lungs

Like a vacuum easily and quickly

So fast with a flip of a switch

What happened ?

Can it be so ?

Our body brought to it's knees

Where mere bending makes us dizzy and light headed

Our thoughts once clear and precise

Now are jumbled and incomplete

Little desire to even enjoy

One of the greatest pleasures of life

When I sit down and eat

Even my teeth hurt when I chew

My bones achy and out of place

Work as we must

Becomes a task we carry on

Doing what we have done for so long

I begin to question everything

It must be the medicine

Playing tricks on my mind

No time to start to doubt

Even loud voices

Remind me of someone shouting

Aggrivated or irrated

Which is it ?

I still can't decide

Make up your mind

Make a choice

What's the use

I have lost my muse

I reach for my reading glasses

So unpleased

That I can't even see to read

Snuggled in a bathrobe

Pushed closed because I can't find my robe tie

I shoveled yesterday

Just barely moving the snow

For the longest time

My nose was all stuffy

All I wanted to do is breathe

My head held up

As if by a string

Where it use to bow low

I see where the sun shines a little across the neighbors house

I washed up some dirty dishes

That we piling up in the sink

A slight headache still

My eyes carefully adjusting to the bright kitchen light

My own face where whiskers grow

Seemed so foreign

Like a distant land

Jealous of my own cat Charlotte

Who lays comfortably

As I pat her

She tries to bite me lightly

To say I was so peaceful

Why did you come to disturb me ?

Moving around and turning her back towards me

I listen to my wind chimes ring

It's the wind

They weren't ringing earlier

Now they have stopped all of a sudden

Is it a coincidence ?

I don't think so

I think it's God giving me another reminder

How precious life is

I get up and get dressed

Move forward

A simple statement

That's all my mind can take right now

I will feel better

I believe it to be so