Living the Aging Life

It’s time to clean the kitchen and

do up my morning mess.

I don’t like doing housework,

and I readily confess…

that clutter doesn’t bother me.

I don’t like doing chores.

I’d rather go outside and play

than do my tasks indoors.

It’s time to put on make-up

and fluff up our drooping hair—

sashay to the Country Club

for our Big Spring Tea affair.

We used to visit with our friends

and sip a glass of wine

and listen to a program

and have a fine old time.

But this year will be diff’rent.

Some will join on Zoom.

The rest of us will spend our day

at home in our living room.

It’s been a Year of Virus.

We’ve still more to get through.

But there’ll be a fine Spring Tea again

in the Year of Twenty-Two.

Butterflies and Rainbows

are what I wish for you…..

sparkles in your dancing steps…

and Joy this whole day through.

Today I crossed the Boulevard.

(Crossing the Boulevard is hard!)

A driver suddenly braked for me.

I walked across – safe as could be!

The candle’s steady flame

is burning bright and clear and true —

sending out its loyal light

to shine a path for you.

There’s a ship in the harbor,

queued up in line…

waiting for dock space…

biding her time.

Today I’ll think about rainbows.

I’ll think about skies of blue.

I’ll think about joy and laughter.

And I’ll send those thoughts to you.