A benefit to writing every day
is lacking topics of significance.
At times I pen a journal-type. I say
small news on health or give intelligence
of what I feel about some light display
encountered – items lacking heavy sense.
Reviewing such, perspective’s given me –
I read and recollect this nagging knee.

(As posted on 4/7/23:

I must have tweaked my left knee recently,
for daily it protests a certain bend.
As usual it’s port that bothers me –
my starboard side has been my better friend.
I notice symptoms of debility –
a bode of failure or a warning trend?
Recording, I’ll give ink without a frown,
as long as I don’t let it take me down.)