I have two life long friends that are the world's worst givers of the lot!
One is Time he takes back too quickly what little that I got!
The other one is Gravity she keeps trying to give me more to carry!
Between the two, things are looking a little scary!
This poem is dedicated to my other old friend Metabolism. We used to run the streets together, but now days she is feeling a little sluggish and down. I think she needs a doctor. I am hoping she has a quick recovery.
P.S. I have another friend named Menopause, but that is another poem all together.
