Joe’s Poem


I have a friend named Ronny

We went to the same school

Ronny suffers from various conditions

He is already partially deaf

And he finds it hard to hear them

He is looking forward to the silence

He is also slowly losing his sight

And in time will be unable to see

His eyes will no longer be offended

I feel regret for Ronny’s bad luck

But I am if truthful slightly jealous