A thousand people die each day.
The deadly struggle wears on.
Vaccination race continues…
but the COVID battle’s not won.
The Candle
The candle is burning its steady light.
The fire burns clean and true.
The light is a beacon in the world.
It’s shining its light for you.
My Heart Could Use a Rainbow
My heart could use a Rainbow
with its colors bright and gay.
My heart could use the promise
that there’ll be a better day.
Good Hair Day
My wild Corona Virus hair
is all fixed up – in full repair.
It’s washed and permed and combed and sheared
with far less trauma than I feared.
Signs of Spring
There are daffodils and flowering plums.
Rhodies are opening.
There are hyacinths and hellebores…
all certain signs of Spring.
Corona Virus Weight Gain
I look in the bathroom mirror
and I sigh at the COVID weight.
Then, I nibble a little something
while I rue all the candy I ate.
A COVID-Divided Country
The awful death toll’s trending down –
a thousand a day this week.
The loss of life is staggering,
but well below our peak.
Yet mockers frolic in the sun
and flaunt civility
and dance on Florida’s beaches
while they shout of Me! Me! Me!
The Candle
I have a candle burning
with a clear and steady flame.
The light cuts through the darkness.
It’s burning in your name.
Google Weather
Google knows when it will rain
to water our spring time flowers.
She knows when there’ll be cloudy skies
or thunderstorms or showers.
But when I ask about the Sun –
her answer is short and pat.
She answers sweet and cheerily:
“I haven’t been programmed for that.”
Google’s voice is friendly–
sounds like chocolate and flowers.
She always ends her forecast:
“And tomorrow there’ll be showers.”
Living the Aging Life 