Living the Aging Life

The day’s grown dark.

I cannot see

 my neighbors’ houses

‘cross the street from me.

It feels a bit spooky.

Then I stop to remember.

These are just the short,

dark days of November.

November skies are dark with rain.

The outside air drops colder.

Chill wind cuts through the sodden air.

Old Winter’s growing bolder.

An atmospheric River of Rain

is flowing in the skies above us.

We may have had a summer of Dry,

but we know the Rain Gods love us.

I got my third vaccine and

suddenly my life is brighter.

With the added new protection,

the whole world just seems much lighter.

I think that I’ll go out to lunch…

stop for coffee.…meet for brunch….

and do the things I used to do

before the COVID bullied through.

I’ve vacuumed all the house, and

I’ve mopped up the kitchen floor.

I’ve oiled the wooden tables,

shined the glass beside the door.

I’ve hung fresh bathroom towels, and

I’ve scoured the kitchen sink.

I’ve put out autumn colors

to replace my Summer Pink.

I’ve done the best I can to get

a clean, inviting look.

I hope my company brings food.

I’m much too tired to cook.

I’ve lighted up my “12”, and

I am Ready for the Game!

They’ve done a lot of losing, but

Today Won’t Be the Same!

The game comes on. Oh, Lackaday!

I feel my int’rest vanish.

Xfinity is sending me

the play by play in Spanish.

I have a candle that lights the way.

It shows the path ahead.

When I don’t know what’s asked of me,

I go where I am led.

Did you see the moon last night?

a shimmering ball….clear and bright…

passing silent through the night…

bathing the earth in golden light.

Butterflies and Rainbows.

I offer them to you—

to brighten up dull winter skies

and help your dreams come true.