Today I got my second dose
of the prized Moderna vaccine.
And, tonight I feel more hopeful
about a future change of scene!
I’m able to go out again.
I’ll cut and perm my Virus Hair.
I can meet my friends for coffee.
I can go almost anywhere!
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Class of 1952
We were born in the Depression.
We grew up in World War II.
We’ve known our share of troubles.
There’s a lot we’ve made it through.
We know how to cooperate.
We’re willing to do our part.
We also know the frailties that
wrack the human heart.
We can handle the wicked virus…
…its isolation and its fear.
Still, we’re glad to get the new vaccine
with its hope for a better year!
Corona Virus of the Brain
I’ve Corona Virus of the Brain.
It’s a Malady one can’t sustain.
It’s a Malady I know I’ve got.
It didn’t just end with the Virus Shot.
I hope this sickness of the Brain
will start to wither away again
and leave me with the Brain I had
before this Virus got so bad.
Microwave Breakfast
I baked an egg in the microwave.
It’s the easiest thing to do.
Splash, crack, zap in the microwave,
and your breakfast prep is through.
Today’s Death Toll
“Only” 1500 died last night…
…all these lives were lost.
The death toll may be inching down –
it’s still at a terrible cost.
Cat Therapists
Some people’s cats need therapists
to help them Be Their Best.
But my cats reach their zenith when
they get to Eat and Rest.
Puget Sound Day
It’s a dark day over the Puget Sound.
The clouds hang heavy and low.
The air is thick with mist, and chill.
The earth is soaked below.
Every Day
Every day I look to see
what that day’s promise
will bring for me.
Every day is a bright surprise
and every day’s promise
delights my eyes.
Second Vaccine Hope
I hope tomorrow morning
I will get my second shot.
I hope I can pick up again
the life I’ve near forgot.
I hope I’ll see a friend again.
I hope I’ll cut my hair.
I hope I’ll have some company.
I hope I’ll go some where.
Virus Hope
2,000 people died last night.
Still, the numbers are sliding lower.
There seems to be some hope in sight
as the death rate’s slightly slower.
Living the Aging Life 