Living the Aging Life

It rains.

It rains.

It rains some more.

The forecast?

There’s more rain in store.

It falls on wet and sodden ground.

It falls on ev’rything around.

It rains.

I think I’ll do some exercise.

I’ll head outside, and Run!

I’ll do some hearty Jumping Jacks!

Pretend that they are fun!

Or maybe I’ll lounge on the couch….

pick up my reading glasses…

and thumb a quiet page or two

until this feeling passes.

It’s Rubatino Saturday –

belated garbage pick-up day.

The big trucks dominate the street.

And I stay home.  I don’t compete.

Low clouds.

A steadfast mask of gray.

Wet skies.

Another Northwest day.

Health and wealth and happiness.

Fam’ly, friends, and such.

A magic trail of pixie dust.

Or do I ask too much?

Blessings on your day today.

Rainbows on your mind.

Happiness within your heart.

Remember to be kind.

I’ll think about the happiness–

the things that do go right–

then I will snuggle in my bed

and sleep away the night.

Health and Wealth and Happiness.

Good friends.  And lots of fun.

I hope they’re waiting for you

in the year that’s just begun.

Too many killings to itemize.

Too many victims to mention.

Too much hatred abroad in the world.

Too much mean intention.

May your Holiday be happy.

May your heart be light and gay.

May the year that lies before you

bring both health and wealth your way.