The Salvation of Showers

Showers are the saving of us
Who'd rather be called a silly wuss
Than have to truthfully admit
That in a bathtub we can no longer sit!

Tenderness of The Bones

I have bursitis in my elbow
And arthritis is in my hip;
My balance is gone, dear fellow,
And I dread a fall or a slip.

Looking Back

My backside is somewhere behind me;
I have not seen all of it in an eon.
If my bones on a bench do grind me,
How can all that flesh come to be on?