Help I fell. My Chair tipped
That was with sitting too close to the edge
Help I fell. My Chair tipped
One moment sat on my reclining chair
Next, it tipped, I fell forward.
I couldn’t get up. Oh god help me.
Hubby panicked. I am a big girl.
No way could I put pressure on my knees.
Arthritis is horrible. I panicked,
Felt like I couldn’t breathe.
Thought about it, two soft pillows.
hubby got them. It worked for knees.
I made it up onto the settee.
Embarrassed now, legs hurt more.
Strict diet from tomorrow for me.
Felt like shit and was upset, shaking.
Tomorrow’s for real, no mistaking.
A diet day every day, lessons learned.
My wake-up call woke me up.
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Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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Lesson learned the hard way I bet. Good job on the poem and the realization.