“Humorous poem about menopause”

Hot flashes storming through the night,  
Blankets off and then on tight—  
A thermostat that can’t decide  
If it’s Sahara or an ice-slide.

Memory plays a little game:  
“What’s her name? Oh—what’s her name?”  
Walked into the room for what?  
Forgotten now, but quite a lot.

Mood swings swirl like rollercoasters,  
Hormones plotting sly imposters—  
Laugh or cry, then both together,  
Dizzy as the April weather.

Sweating buckets at the mall,  
Fan at hand, I stroll the hall;  
Sleeveless tops and open toes,  
(Who needs winter? Who needs clothes?)

But oh, the freedom secretly—  
No more “tick-tock” mystery,  
No more shopping every moon,  
A calendar of afternoons.

So here’s to sisters everywhere,  
Rocking cooling scarves with flair—  
Menopause: you bring your test,  
We’ll meet you laughing, hot, and dressed!

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