This ringing in my ears used To irritate me. I worried that Excessive caffeine intake was to blame. No! My ears ring because I’m Getting old. I don’t feel old. I have come to terms with This chorus of cicadas. At night In the Summer a breeze refreshes Me after a hot day. I Sit on the porch in a Rocking chair bought to commemorate getting Old. I don’t feel old. But The doctor has written it in My thick file folder. “Thomas is old.” The cicadas second his diagnosis.
by Thomas Wigington