Winter has fin’ly made it here.
Chill nips at ears and nose.
Canada Cold has dropped our way.
It’s freezing our little toes!
Flu Season
One ray of hope
has trickled through.
There aren’t as many
deaths from Flu.
Corona Virus Hair
It’s been a year
since I cut my hair.
I’ve lived in
Hair-Induced Despair.
As soon as I get my
second vaccine…
I’ll find a Salon!
I’ll feel like a Queen!
Everyday Problems
Everyday problems.
Everyday woes.
Everyday worries…
I can handle those.
Everyday crises.
Everyday fears….
I’ve learned to manage
them over the years.
Violent protests.
Presidential hate.
Closed economy.
Zooming death rate…..
These are the problems
of the modern day.
Does anyone really
know their way?
My favorite cookies
I’m alone in the house with
Five Dozen Cookies.
They’re the cookies I like the best.
To be in a house with
Five Dozen Cookies
is about the Ultimate Test.
Will I persist or just give in?
Can I resist the lure?
Can I turn from bold temptation?
Are my eating habits pure?
I’m still in a house with
Four Dozen Cookies.
I’m afraid I failed the test.
These cookies are my fav’rite ones…
They’re the ones I like the best.
Google for Seniors
Google will tell you what time it is.
Google will tell you the day.
Google will tell you the weather.
She’ll do it in a friendly way.
How many people died?
How many people died last night?
How many will die today?
How many will die tomorrow
in this grim, dark COVID day?
Doomscrolling
I’m about to stop Doomscrolling.
All bad news is getting me down.
There’s never anything hopeful.
My face is a constant frown.
“Never let your guard down!”
“Never rest and don’t relax!”
“Never think that you are home free…
that there’s nothing at your backs!”
“Never think that there’ll be good times!”
“Never think that you’re ahead!”
“Never think that times are better!’
“It’s not safe to leave your bed!”
So I have to stop Doomscrolling
‘fore I lose my sanity.
I’m about to let it all go by….
saying, “What will be, will be.”
The Herald: “almost no flu in Snohomish County”
One good thing about the Virus.
It’s not spreading Winter Flu.
All that washing hands and distance –
they are Flu-Aversive, too!
The Daily News
The news is always dismal,
always bleak and in despair.
There is naught ahead but trouble.
We are wrecked beyond repair.
Living the Aging Life 