Where have my thoughts gone
That were always at my beck and call?
Seems i've become sedated,
Like a robot not wound up.
We have to prod the cavity
That life has given to us.
If we take care of it,
It will cause us no harm.
Sure it takes some cranking,
To keep this body in shape.
But I rarely over do it,
Knowing the limits this body can take.
Love ya!
Jane