Living the Aging Life

Google says that it could snow –

–white flurries mixed in rain –

She says that it could be awhile

‘fore we see sun again.

I think that I will hunker down

and sip a cup of tea…

and tell the dreary universe

to stay away from me!

Happy Birthday, Precious One.

May joy be yours today.

In celebration of your life,

we send our love your way.

We’re controlled by robots.

We must submit.

The robots rule.

And that is it.

Life’s much too short to stew and fret.

Let’s make this day the best one yet.

Let’s live this day, and when it’s done,

let’s have an even better one!

(American Business 2025)

You cannot fight a robot.

You will end infused with hate.

A robot’s only function is:

confuse and obfuscate.

Today’s a new beginning

and I wish for you no less

than a day of inner sunshine

filled with peace and happiness.

Good morning, Friend.

This day is new.

The joy comes bubbling

up in you.

Good morning, Friend.

Joy fills your heart.

Another day.

Another start.

The weather’s raw.

The cold bites hard.

White frost spreads thick

ccross the yard.

The driveway’s slick.

The falls are quick.

Best be wary.

January.

I’m making resolutions

for the year of Twenty-Five.

I’ll be a better person.

My endeavors all will thrive.

I’ll exercise.  I’ll lose some weight.

I will no more procrastinate.

I’ll shun a plate of candy

for some carrots and some peas.

And I‘ll use a tissue daintily

should I be forced to sneeze.

Like Job, I’ll wait quite patiently

when I must stand in line.

When it rains I will remember that

one day it will be fine.

I’ll promptly do each boring chore.

I’ll work without complaint.

And when it’s done, I’ll do one more.

(And smile.)

  You’ll think I am a saint.

I’ll file my taxes.  Pay my bills.

I’ll make no mountains from mole hills.

In short, you’re just about to see,

in Twenty-Five, a whole new Me!

I send you blessings for this day

and hope that you receive them,

so ev’rything you want for you

appears and you achieve them.