Long-Retired
ME and the Mirror
The other day I woke
feeling so good.
I thought, “Today’s
the day I could
go look for work.”
Then, I got out of bed
tottered to the bathroom,
stepped on the scale,
and washed my hands.
I saw my reflection
in the cabinet glass.
That did it! Who,
in their right mind,
would hire the ME
in the mirror?
Maybe, with make-up,
a new hairdo . . .
lose a few pounds . . .
Eleanor Michael has published
poetry and short stories in a variety of venues.
Aww, LOL, had a chuckle here (my mirror tells fibs - my reflection isn't at all like Tom Cruise or Brad Pitt, LOL)
ReplyDeleteNice one, Eleanor. It gave me a chuckle. Thank you for sharing and continued blessings!
ReplyDelete-MJ (www.tgbtgpublictions.com)
Eleanor,
ReplyDeleteThis is cute! Loved it!
Your friend,
David Fox
Yeah, I know the feeling. Delightful!
ReplyDeleteThank you all for your wonderful comments on Eleanor's delightful poem. I will send your comments to her. Eleanor, your poetry is always a hit here at Whispers. Thank you for continuing to share your gift of words.
ReplyDeleteBlessings to all of you,
Karen