Living the Aging Life

I’m Very Good at buying things, and

adding to my store.

I’m Not So Good at ending

with things not-used any more.

Life doesn’t matter.

Not mine.  Not yours.

It’s grown unsafe

to step outdoors.

No one knows what we ought to do.

The path’s unclear.

We haven’t a clue.

Here’s to Happiness.

Here’s to Joy.

Here’s to a Gentle Heart.

Here’s to Success and

Sweet Content

with ev’ry thing you start.

May you find help at ev’ry step.

May Angels guard your way.

May Genie’s shine their light ahead

to help you on your way.

Guns and Violence.

Killing in the street.

Ready to shoot

any one they meet.

May your steps be splashed with golden light

as you dance throughout your day.

May all you touch be light and bright

with joy along your way.

I’m counting my Blessings, one by one.

Each Blessing is a gift.

Every time I think of you,

tt gives my heart a lift.

May Blessings come your way today.

May Blessings fall like showers.

May Blessings touch each thing you do.

May Blessings fill your hours.

We’ve ruined the earth as a home for Man.

And the earth is fighting back.

With pestilence and fire and flood,

we’re having a Planet Attack!