Living the Aging Life

Careful now!

Don’t eat the lettuce!

Some strange ailment’s

out to get us!

The bunnies frolic night and day.

They nibble through my garden.

A bite-bite here.

A chomp-chomp there.

It makes my cold heart harden.

I HATE wabbits!

“Today you’ll walk with pixie dust.

Your actions will be kind.

Your heart will soar with happiness.

And, Good Luck you will find!”

We picnicked by the river

on a quiet summer day.

We ate and laughed and talked

until ‘twas nothing left to say.

Then each stepped in to sep’rate cars

and drove their sep’rate way,

and all that’s left is mem’ries

of a quiet summer day.

I bring you a four- leaf clover

and a cuddly teddy bear.

A slip’ry, slid’y rainbow,

and a ribbon for your hair.

There’s a lollipop to lick on

and a zesty lemon drop.

And a bushel basket full of joy

and love that will not stop.

May this day go well for you.

May your heart be light.

May you bathe in happiness.

May you choose the right.

I feed my cat.

And I take my pills.

Then I sit out pulling weeds among the daffodils.

And when it seems

I’ve used all the pills,

the pharmacy gets busy and sends out re-fills.

Then the cat gets hungry,

once again,

and there are still as many weeds as there have ever been!

I don’t want wabbits in my yard!

I want to Be Alone!

The City Council should enforce a strict

No Wabbits Zone!

I want the pesky critters

to eat someone else’s lawn.

And when they’ve eaten what they choose,

I want them to HOP ON!

I hate wabbits!

With a nod to Elmer Fudd.

My neighbor’s house stands vacant,

sitting empty, week by week.

Now and then, a stranger’s car

drives by to take a peek.

Somewhere there’s a family

that needs to find a place,

and this house needs a family

to fold in its embrace.

I went down to the shopping mall.

There’s so much stuff – I can’t recall!

With items piled from wall to wall…

How ever do they sell it all?