Our Official Forecast? “Wacky”.
So, I guess that would explain
this erratic vacillation
twixt the wind and sun and rain.
It’s hard to guess the weather
when one steps outside one’s door.
But one thing is quite certain:
it’s not Summer anymore!
Winter Rains Begin
The rain is falling steady and
the gutter’s overflowing.
Will it stop before the Spring?
We have no way of knowing.
Hair Rollers
I have my hair in rollers like I used in 1950.
I really hope they help me. Wouldn’t that be nifty?
My hair is like a cross between a pirate and a clown.
It’s not been cut in all the months that I’ve been hunkered down.
I know that no one knows me, with a mask below my eyes.
I’m like a highway robber, with my face in full disguise.
But, I hope the rollers help me look bit less like a mop.
I certainly need something to improve my look up top.
“Genealogy” – “Little” Book Club
I miss my “ little” Book Club
and I miss my Book Club friends.
We’re not getting any signal when,
and if, this Virus ends.
Our connection’s been suspended
for perhaps a year –-or two!
But, we are surely strong enough
to safely make it through.
We haven’t met together since
this Virus has begun.
Perhaps we’ll meet again
sometime in 2021.
Costco Daffodils
I planted my Costco bulbs today.
I hope they do just what they say.
The daffodils say “Unsurpassable.”
If they flop, I’ll be irascible!
I’m looking for a Spring display
of bounteous bloom in rich array.
I’m looking for a rich pay back
to balance out my aching back.
The Daily Mile
I made it across the Boulevard.
Traffic was light. It wasn’t hard.
But then I ran plumb out of luck.
I met a Rubatino truck!
I shrieked at him: You A…. Beware!
He made it clear he didn’t care.
But I have made it back alive.
I give myself a Happy High Five!
Toronto: “ Signature City”
This week was my “Toronto Trip”
but I’m feeling pretty sad.
I didn’t get to go at all,
and I really wish I had.
Canada’s closed its borders
to exploring folks like me.
And when they’ll open up again
is cloaked in Mystery!
I want to see Toronto
so I’ll find another way.
It’s Bucket Item Number One
when this Virus goes away!
My Heart
My heart needs a gentle lullaby.
My heart needs a simple song.
My heart needs a soothing melody
to push these Blues along.
The Robos Are Not Calling
I’m feeling quite suspicious
about my telephone.
I lift up the receiver:
Yes, there’ s a dial tone!
I’ve only had two Robo calls
in this entire week!
It’s beyond my comprehension!
I am too choked up to speak!
I think that Aliens stepped in
to bring my life some peace.
It was Cosmic Intervention
that brought this odd surcease!.
No Robo Calls at All
It’s an ord’n’ry Monday morning and
something’s got me curious.
The robo calls aren’t ringing—
aren’t dialing fast and furious.
I wonder if some Cosmic Flare’s
upset the Universe….
or some kind of world wide outage…
or even something worse!
Something Big has happened if
it stops a Robo Call!
I am in a quandary.
I don’t understand at all.
Living the Aging Life 