Living the Aging Life

My middle name is “Sidetrack”

and I just can’t understand

why I cannot keep my focus

on the task that lies at hand.

I cannot stay attentive

to a single task I do.

I guess I’ve fallen victim

to the COVID Mental Flu.

Ed Rubatino’s trucks are out…

flexing mechanical muscle.

I won’t go for my walk today.

I’ve given up the tussle.

A lullaby is in the air.

It’s gentle notes surround me.

The lilt of a quiet lullaby

brings happiness around me.

…don’t have to fly away to foreign lands

or seek for Lands Enchanted….

I can flourish in my home and yard

and bloom where I am planted….

I’m starting to dream

of my second vaccine

and a possible end to despair.

The first thing I”ll do

I can sure promise you

is take care of my Pirate-y Hair!

There’s a Winter Storm Warning in effect.

It’s shivering cold outside.

If it gets any colder—

Well, what the heck!

I’ll jump neath my covers and hide!

Each day we wake.

Each day we rise.

Each day we strive again

to do the very best we can

for ourselves and our fellow men.

To All My Friends in Genealogy Book Club:  February Meeting

It’s time to meet with our little bunch

and share our February lunch.

It’s time to visit and talk and chatter

and check on all the things that matter.

But we’re still wrapped in Virus Fear…

…so we’ll miss our Valentine’s this year.

We’ll all be safe and hunkered down.

We’ll check again when March comes ‘round!

Love, Marianna