They lied to me when I was young <br />(Or perhaps sinned by omission) <br />Never was there any mention made <br />Of a body’s loss of commission <br /> <br />Perhaps the flaw of foolish youth <br />I blocked their words and missed the truth <br />Yet I could swear I never heard them <br />(Though witnessed clues now and again) <br /> <br />Now I discover each day brings the chore <br />Of merely rising up and the daily bore <br />To deal with each bodily requirement <br />(Oh thank God for early retirement) <br /> <br />I forgive them for any oversight <br />It matters little when late at night <br />I recline in bed quite grateful for <br />Sleep I’ve learned to appreciate more<br /><br />Mary Havran<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/things-they-never-told-me/
