A nice way to say wetting the self or bed,
Here I am fifty & seven,
And here I feel only again eleven,
Is it my bladder being weak,
Or the pills I take to make me take a leak…
I am told there is nothing to be done,
At least during the day I don’t leak,
That part of the battle so far I’ve won,
Ever since they removed my gall bladder,
My urinary bladder has gotten mostly badder…
Okay so this is a weird subject to write about,
But it seemed apropos before going to bed,
My body does relax when down I lay my head,
And I guess its better to not have fluid in,
Instead in those good old Depends the fluid goes out…J
Ron
Anna
Newfie Hugs, Rose
PS: I was hot on Shorty's trail when you called last night - following his 'leaks' down a dark alley.