As I have aged I have become concerned
About  the things that I can’t be around now 
My very favorite perfume it seems forever
I can’t even stand close to it somehow 
I quit planting flowers
I cut down all my trees
I don’t know what else to give up 
All I do is cry and sneeze
Pollen, dust, and strange odors
Stale air, mold and mildew 
Are some of the things that drive me crazy
And that is naming only a few 
Thank goodness for Benadryl
It helps for a few days
Then I found something new 
They call it Flonase 
Then I tried Claritin and Allegra
It lasted a little while 
Then I had to go to a drug called Zertex
To maintain any kind of smile 
A friend of mine told me swearing 
There is nothing like Sudafed 
But that little bitty pill 
Could’nt possibly clear my head 
 We even took up our pretty Rye grass 
Replacing it with bought sod 
I tried all the over  the counter stuff 
Most of it made me cry or nod
There is just one thing that I ask 
Through these tears or as I nod 
Please tell me that I wont ever, ever 
Become allergic to my Father, God

Friday, May 30, 2003
Ruby Harris
©2003