An Old Man's Sensory Lament

Getting Old Ain't For The Faint Of Heart

By Joel Kravitz The Limerick GuyPublished 2 years ago • 1 min read

I still think that my tastebuds work well,

But I can’t smell so I can’t really tell.

I don't hear very much.

I guess I'm losing my touch...

And my eyesight is all shot to hell!

I am a humorist who writes short poems and mostly limericks. The purpose of my poetry is to put a smile on people’s faces.

Smiles and Laughter are what I am after because those are both wonderful things.

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Written by Joel Kravitz The Limerick Guy