I Tied A StringA Poem by Christina May ShanabergAn ode to my senility!I TIED A STRING
I tied a string around my finger, In hopes that I would remember.
Invited to dinner, I tied it around my waist, Looking for an inconspicuous spot, in my haste.
Later, at a movie, I tied it around my thigh, Not to be seen, there, by passersby.
I went for a swin and tied it around my toe; Maybe, it wouldn't really show.
At bedtime, I tied it around my brow, Wondering, what was I supposed to remember, anyhow! © 2010 Christina May ShanabergAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorChristina May ShanabergMount Vernon, OHAboutI am a former member of North Shore Writers' Guild in Willoughby OH. I have had numerous poems published and letters. I am, currently, working on a screen play that I hope will interest my cousin-in.. more..Writing
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