Quit Doing What I Love

One thing I don't want to do is quit doing what I love
One day my fingers won't grasp the pen to touch
My hands will shake and they will ache
And it will hurt so much

I just don't want to quit doing what I love

I don't want to forget the things I wrote
I don't want to forget just what to write
I know there will be a time that comes
When nothing will ever go right

I just hope that one day someone
Will write a special poem for me
I don't want to quit doing what I love
Especially when I happen to reach eighty

Will I still find the words?
Will I still be able to write?
Will I sleep all day?
And even through the night?

Will I stare out the window?
And glance at the clouds above
Will I be doped up on medication?

And quit doing what I love

Will I be so out of it I can't speak?
Will I be so out of it that I'm unaware?

Will I be drooling and moaning on meds?

Will I be stuck in some wheelchair?

Maybe none of that will happen
The road is still long and tough
All I know is I don't want to quit
Quit doing what I love!

by: James W. Mckay

      July 31, 2023