Those Rascally Rabbits have
left my yard.
Life this dry summer
was getting too hard.
The days are getting
hotter and hotter.
The bunnies moved on
in search of water.
Post-COVID Labor Shortage
There aren’t enough tellers.
There aren’t enough cooks.
Or, library helpers
to check out the books.
There aren’t enough teachers
or men to mow lawns
or plumbers or pilots….
Where have they all gone?
Shooters
Some are crazy.
Some are just mean.
Others on a spectrum
in-between.
They may aim at “X”—
–hit you instead—
It doesn’t matter.
You’re just as dead.
Rascally Rabbits
Those Rascally Rabbits
have no remorse.
They eat. Then they
want a second course.
They eat and eat
‘til they’ve had their fill.
They eat at random.
They eat at will.
My yard’s a Banquet –
a Bunny Feast –
chock full of food
for them to eat.
Sharon’s Soup
Sharon makes the best cold soup
that I have ever tasted.
I savored every zesty bite
and not a drop was wasted.
Lullaby
I send a lullaby tonight to
bless you as you sleep.
May this gentle lullaby of love
bring rest that’s soft and deep.
I read the news
I read the news
and it all was bad.
Some heartbreaking.
All of it sad.
I read the news
and it choked my heart.
We need to start over.
We need a fresh start.
Rascally Rabbits
Those Rascally Rabbits are
Wrecking My Yard.
They’re digging up holes
in my lawn.
They frolic and prance.
They eat up my plants.
I do wish that they
were All Gone!
COVID Re-Entry Anxiety
I read the news and
it isn’t good.
It’s not safe outside
my neighborhood.
I’ve been too long
staying out of trouble…
safe at home
in my COVID Bubble.
Pacific Northwest Weather
Life’s back to normal.
The “heat dome’s” gone.
The morning is chilly.
My furnace kicked on.
Living the Aging Life 