Living the Aging Life

We all can use a blessing,

no matter how we feel.

Sometimes we need a song of joy.

Sometimes a heart must heal.

We all can use a blessing,

so take this for your own,

and let it bless that quiet place

that only you have known.

I love to eat potato chips…

the salty taste upon the lips!…

a moment on the finger-tips…

forever on the waist and hips…

A chilly nip is in the air.

Dark winter’s coming fast.

We linger on the porch awhile,

but summer’s almost passed.

Today, Good Fortune favors you.

Your eyes will focus sharp and true.

The niggling pests won’t nag at you.

And you’ll feel pride in all you do.

My candle burns for Colin –

stationed now in desert sands.

Active duty for his country.

Doing what the job demands.

America, 2026

Suddenly the weather’s changed.

The season’s moving on.

Fog rolls in cross Puget Sound.

Our summer’s come and gone.

My neighbor’s house stands vacant.

Empty eyes of window glass.

Silent rooms off silent hallway

as the waiting hours pass.

Can man and rabbits co-exist?

The answer’s:  no.

And I insist that Congress needs to pass a law

to send these hares to Arkansas.

Or Florida.  Or Delaware.

Or anywhere.

I do not care.

As long as they are FAR from me

and I can live life Rabbit Free.

The bunnies must be burrowing

their homes beneath my lawn.

They leap and prance, cavort and dance,

and simply won’t HOP ON!

The Uvalde children jaunt me.

They lie ‘neath Texas wind.

And the grieving hearts that loved them

will never fully mend.