Living the Aging Life

She was a good woman.

She was a good wife.

She raised good children.

She led a good life.

The Election stopped me dead in my track.

I can’t go forward.  I can’t go back.

I watch the news like a person transfixed,

waiting to see who the nation’s picked.

Email from my daughter:  About Last Night 

Did you see the moon and Mars?

They were hanging out among the stars.

Email reply:

I saw the moon.

I didn’t see Mars.

I didn’t see any glittering stars.

I saw bright rays of shimmering light. 

I saw the beautiful, moon lit night. 

 Mom

In Spring:  Ahead.

In Fall:  Go Back.

It’s time for the

Seasonal Clock Attack!

OMG! It’s the Time Change Curse!

Things are going from Bad to Worse.

The time is changing throughout the land—

a change no one can understand.

About our time:  Can’t we agree

on just one time, then let it be?

This time change has no modern use.

Apathy is no excuse!

I take my quill and ink in hand

and BEG for One Time in this land.

I lay my head down on my pillow.

I close my sleepy eyes.

Soft, sweet dreams come in the night

with comfort ‘til I rise.

The Rubatino truck has come

and taken the pruning away.

But, I still have so much yard waste,

I could fill a Toter each day.

The Virus spreads through Europe

in its grim, destructive way.

The infection rate’s exploding –

higher, higher every day.

The house is full of candy

that I bought for Halloween.

There won’t be Trick or Treaters,

still….I felt a little mean

not to have some treats on hand

lest a solitary band

of youngsters came out in the night

to play a ghost! – pretend a fright!

So I have candy that I will eat

and have a tasty Halloween Treat!