Abernethy, Aberargie and Dron News

Last date for submissions

31st July 2017

Date of publication

1st September 2017

             A row of bottles on my shelf

             caused me to analyse myself.

              One yellow pill I have to pop.

              A little white one that I take

              goes to my hands so they won’t shake.

              The blue ones that I use a lot

              tell me I’m happy when I’m not.

              The purple pill goes to my brain

              and tells me that I have no pain.

              The capsules tell me not to wheeze

              or cough or choke or even sneeze..

              The red ones, smallest of them all

              go to my blood so I won’t fall.

              The orange ones, very big and bright

              prevents my leg cramps in the night.

              Such an array of brilliant pills

              helping to cure all kinds of ills.

              But what I’d really like to know........

              is what tells each one where to go!

                                          BETTY KEMP

Aah, the Golden Years!

(A Special Poem For Older Folks)