A doctor's test and lab report

With future years upset and dim,
I pray, Oh God! Take care of him.

Is this the taste of winter's chain?
Our carefree life no longer sane,
less pep and zest, less vigor, vim;
I pray, Oh God! Take care of him.

His health of issues fills our plates
in seasons' change, retirement dates,
like songs unsung it alters whim.
I pray, Oh God! Take care of him.

His renal glands will soon shut down
and treatment keeps us homeward bound
with proper diet and walks in gym,
I pray, Oh God! Take care of him.

Carol Dee Meeks
Artesia, NM