Living the Aging Life

The skies are gloomy and raw and gray.

It’s a drizzly, dour November day.

My heart is happy!  Oh, Joy! Oh, Glee!

It’s how November is supposed to be.

The world’s become

plumb mean and nasty.

I’m going to go on strike!

I’ll hide in bed…cover up my head….

till Hope comes down the pike.

How do you know

when to let life go?

When to let your soul go free?

How do you know

how to leave this life

with grace and dignity?

How do you know

when the tide has turned

and life is flowing out?

How do you know before you go

what life was all about?

A nation that fails its children

Is a nation that cannot thrive.

A nation that fails its children

is a nation that won’t survive.

It takes a lot of discipline

In a Democracy.

You haven’t got the luxury

of running wild and free.

You have to live by rules and laws

and do the best you can

to make a life that’s

 meaningful for

each and every man.

I love food and

I’ll admit it!

Jump at the sound of

“Come and Git It”

I love my food and

I have found that

I’m willing to eat

anything around.

I had ONE piece of candy.

Just enough to start my day!

About that piece of candy?

There’s just one thing to say:

Yum!

There’s trouble in the Amazon.

There’s trouble in Ukraine.

There’s trouble in Korea

and Virginia and in Spain.

The climate’s not the baddest

thing of bad things we can find.

The baddest thing we have on earth?

.. the badness of mankind.

I’m alone in the house

with a box of  See’s Candy.

The candy just seems to insist.

I try to be good

and say NO as I should.

The candy’s too much to resist.