Living the Aging Life

A garden is a miracle.

It makes the broken whole.

It fills the eyes with beauty.

It feeds body, mind, and soul.

May you take a magic carpet ride.

May  you find a four leaf clover.

May leprechauns bring a pot of gold.

And, then, may you do it over.

The kids are heading back to school.

They’re lining up to catch the bus.

What they’re learning, at work and play,

sets the future for all of us.

May this Blessing wrap around you –

–nestle you within its arm –

—comfort you and make you happy—

—-give you shelter from all harm.

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The Uvalde children haunt me.

Other kids head back to class.

And, somewhere, down in Texas,

children lay beneath the grass.

A bright little pumpkin sits at my back door.

It simply reminds me that summer is o’er.

I don’t know why the caged bird sings.

I think I’d find it hard

to never get to lift my wings

in a cage that’s locked and barred.

A Blank-e-ty Rabbit

is back in my yard.

Eating zucchini.

Making life hard.

Mankind and Rabbits

cannot co-exist!

The rabbits must go!

I simply insist!

May you dance today through fairy dust.

May you slide right down a rainbow.

May your heart be filled with happiness.

And your life go where your dreams go.

Did you see the moon last night?

Bright and bold and clear and light.

Shim’ring in the midnight sky.

Lighting earth as it slipped by.