Living the Aging Life

I listen to the quiet

in the stillness of my mind.

And there, wrapped up in quiet,

is the answer I will find.

Chore exemption for seniors

I’m in the race for President.

I’m asking for your Vote!

My platform only has one plank.

I hope you’ll take due note.

To reach the age of sixty-five,

we’ve done chores long as we’re alive.

We’ve washed the dishes, mopped the floors,

cleaned up the sink and other chores.       

We’ve bagged the garbage, mowed the lawn,

cleaned off the snow…and on and on.

Rotated tires. Changed the bed.

Checked engine light when it glowed red.

I say:  Enough!

It’s Time to Quit.

We’ve fin’ly had enough of it!

So take your pen and vote for me

and live the rest of life Chore Free!

Tomorrow is a brand-new day –

we get to try again.

Perhaps we’ll find this brand-new day’s

the best that’s ever been!

I’m living with an old cat friend.

She’s pleasant company.

We spend our days together —

my old cat friend, and me.

I think a lot.

And then I quit.

I simply can’t

make sense of it.

Today’s a happy day for you.

You’ll like each thing you find.

You’ll walk your path with surety.

Remember to be kind.

Sleep well tonight my little one.

This day is at an end.

May slumber close your tired eyes.

Let darkness be your friend.

Our nation bows its head today.

We feel the loss, the sorrow.

We feel the pain of yesterday.

We’ll feel it, still, tomorrow.

My neighbor’s house sits.  Waiting.

Cars no longer come and go.

Weeds push up along the driveway.

Plants in pots no longer grow.

It waits.

I hope these rabbits pack and go

to winter down in Mexico.

I hope they hop off, hand in hand,

to swim across the Rio Grande.

I hope they’ll soak up Southern sun

and savor life and have some fun.

I hope they’ll frolic, eat, and play

and never, ever come this way.

I Hate rabbits!