I really miss my left leg
It’s been so good to me
It seems that it has run its course
It’s dead as it can be.
I know I ask a lot of it
Through each and every day
I thought that I was good to it
I don’t know what else to say.
I know I bumped it into chairs
The walls, the desks, the drawers
But lately we have done just fine
And stayed off the cold, hard floors.
Maybe I have asked too much
To try and walk like others
But I have not one single time
Been jealous of another’s.
I love you, I can tell you now
‘Though you seem not to care
Although this love is with the left
A love I have to share.
I hope that your vacation time
Will be short and you’ll return
Please don’t stay long, and hurry back
For your presence I still yearn.
And so until that happy day
I’ll hobble on one leg
Please hurry home, I miss you so
I really HATE to beg!!!!