Poem: Spell 'World' Backwards

Spell 'World' Backwards

It took me two tries before I realized the pruning shears wouldn’t unlock the front door;
I panicked when I couldn’t remember my son’s name;
At first I laughed when I started the car and saw I was wearing pajamas and a sweatshirt;
And saying ‘bingo’ when my friends come up with a word I can’t remember is happening so often,
I should probably get over my aversion to the game.

So when the doctor asked me to spell ‘WORLD’ backwards,
I wanted to say “That should be easy given what I’ve been going through.”
But instead, I closed my eyes tight shut, saw the blackboard,
And spelled ‘WORLD’ backwards correctly.

And now I pray he will find something in the five vials of blood
That will give me some option other than coming to a time
When I will not know how to spell ‘WORLD’ backwards.

In the meantime, I learn to cope and
Printed out a sign I can read on my way out the front door:

“Where are you going?
Is God with you?
--Spell ‘WORLD’ backwards--”

--meganthemegan, August 1, 2007