Living the Aging Life

Two dead.

Twenty-two shot.

It’s a world of hatred,

like it or not.

My soul is restless.

Ill at ease.

I’ve contracted

COVID Heart Dis-Ease.

I’m burning a candle for myself.

It’s been that kind of day.

I need the candle to remind:

It all will be Okay.

My garden gate is open.

I hope you will step in.

We can have a friendly visit.

Then, I hope you’ll come again.

Now the killing’s in San Jose.

A killer picks up his gun,

goes to the rail yard where he works,

and shoots down every one.

There’s a “waning gibbous moon” tonight.

But, I won’t see it happen.

The skies are raining, gloom, and drear

and I’ll be in bed a nappin’.

I wake each morning with a hopeful heart

that sets me on my way

and I’m thankful for the gifts of joy

that fill my life each day.

The things we learn in kindergarten

are things we all need to know.

And if there isn’t kindergarten….

how will kids flourish and grow?