Living the Aging Life

I live in a house with three old cats

and they live here with me.

I may be daft to have three old cats

but I have come to see

that living in a house with three old cats

is better than living with just me.

Today I crossed the Boulevard.

Traffic bears down really hard.

I always use a sturdy stick

and make the crossing super quick!

More planes are flying from Paine Field.

Air traffic’s on the rise.

The summer closure to passengers

was a very nice Virus surprise!

Every Day when I Exercise,

my whole life flashes before my eyes.

I’m always careful, but I worry still:

If the Virus doesn’t get me, the Boulevard will!

My Corona Virus Compost Pile is a source of interest to me.

It must be doing something.  What that is, I just don’t see.

I suppose that every compost pile is really a lot like mine.

It’s actually doing something, and what that is—is Fine!

I’ve finished up my morning walk.

The air is crisp and clear.

The smoke that settled on the Bay

hasn’t reached me over here.

I live in a house with three old cats.

I bought me a brand new chair.

I’m still in the house with three old cats.

My chair’s clawed beyond repair.

I’ve got a lot of Sweet Pea Seed.

I can grow more Sweet Peas than I need.

I have enuf Sweet Pea seed to share…

to make Sweet Pea gardens everywhere.

So, if I have a Friend in Need,

I’ll send a packet of Sweet Pea seed.

I’m studying the Globe.  It’s a Wonder to Me.

So many new and different countries I see.

They once were This.  Now they’re That.

No wonder I can’t tell Just Where They’re At!

So many countries have changed their name….

The Geography I learned is Not the Same.

The Everett sky is filled with smoke.

It smells.  It’s not enuf to choke.

I woke in the night:  is the house on fire?

Across the mountains, it must be dire.