It’s a quiet Sunday morning
in my peaceful neighborhood.
It’s an easy, slow beginning
to a day that feels quite good.
Author: maiamom
Grim Future
Life is grim in the days of the Virus.
Deaths continue to climb.
What does the future hold for us?
Will this be the Good Old Time?
Oklahoma
When I was a kid in Clinton,
I didn’t have much to do.
I could walk to the library, and
somehow muddled through.
Then, we moved to Custer.
Not much about that to say.
We lived on an abandoned farm
and then, we moved away.
One Black Bunny
One Black Bunny sits out in the gloom,
whiling away this cold afternoon.
He sits there …waiting for the day to end….
or maybe, he’s awaiting his Bunny Friend.
Governor Inslee
Jay Inslee is My Santa Claus.
He is My Santa Claus because
he’s shut the dentists down again.
My cavities? I can’t go in!
Blessings
I counted my Blessings, from One to Ten.
But, then, I had to begin again.
The number Ten’s not high enough
to add up all My Blessing Stuff.
Leftovers
Leftovers are as sweet to me
as clover is to the Honey Bee.
Bottom Line
It’s been three weeks since the election.
I’ve paused a bit for introspection.
The risks are vast. The stakes so high….
I want a President who Doesn’t Lie.
Corona Virus of the Brain
My brain is always in a Twitter.
Before the Virus, my brain was Fitter.
My brain is now a jumbled rush.
It’s turned to Corona Virus Mush.
Corona Virus Deaths
There are some who say:
It won’t be me!
Still others say:
What will be, will be.
Some still spout:
It’s a hoax, you see!
A minute goes by:
a fatality.
Living the Aging Life 