That Time of the Year


Homeless but the dog has food.

It is almost that time of the year again
when man can be good to his fellow men
friendships renewed old grudges are gone
with everyone ready to carry on
I’m not talking Christmas that time of good cheer
but rather to welcome a brand New Year
with fresh ideas and a new lease of life
a time to forget any previous strife
to make new friends or old friendships renew
and help your neighbor and some of the few
who are down on their luck and need a hand
with money or food to get out of the jamb
that luck and life has dealt to them
and looking for help from their fellow men
life itself can be very hard
especially if you draw the wrong card
but with help from others in better shape
a whole new life it’s possible to make
all it needs is that helping hand
before the timer runs out of sand.

Help your fellow man…

Written 12/7/2018


Where Has the Year Gone?


Is this the path to eternity?

I was perusing the blogs that end up in my inbox on a daily basis to see if there was anything super interesting or that needed my attention. Out of the one hundred or so that make up the mornings supply, there are always some that are interesting or are from the bloggers that I choose to follow on a regular basis. These I pay special attention to while the rest are quickly sent to that hole in the sky where the uninteresting or unwanted blogs end up. Many are advertisements and they too are quickly eliminated.

I had one this morning from Amy Rose of Petals Unfolding commenting on exactly the same thing, “Where has the year gone?” She also attached some photos of a real Fall with beautifully colored leaves, not like what I get in my part of Texas. Here, there is the occasional tree with its Fall window dressing but we have a lot of evergreens that just drop the leaves without them coloring up and many keep them and are green nearly all year round. They drop their leaves in the Spring when the new growth arrives. This also means we have a double batch to clean up.

Back to the subject of this blog, “Where has the year gone?” I know that old wives tale or not, time is supposed to pass quicker as we get older. That is probably because we are each approaching our individual end and instead counting forward as we did when we were young, we are now counting downwards to that inevitable ending. Why that particular time has to go by so fast, I don’t know. Being older and retired with no clocks to punch anywhere, one would think that time would slow down. I even stopped wearing a watch as I really had no reason to keep track of time.

Of course, all of this is a fallacy as we all know there are 60 minutes to an hour, 24 hours to a day, 7 days to a week and any number of days in the various months. Whether we are young and can’t wait to grow up or old and can’t wait to act young again, time is always the same, never varying. The only thing constant is the count down to the end and that is an individual thing over which we have no control.

So, even though time flies by as we grow older it is just a misconception and just maybe a sign that we are really having way too much fun. Roll on 2019. Lets get into yet another year and see if this one goes by any slower…

Written 11/25/2018

Time


DSC_2687I have a conflicting mind
worrying about a different kind
and looking for a sign
maybe that should plural be
as more than one as you will see
that bother me
my body it is slowing down
with creaks and groans that I have found
are all around
my brain it no longer works so fast
it takes its time even to the last
to remember the past
yet even with these flaws in me
living is still my priority
as there is still lots to see
to all of you that are growing old
struggle on for I am told
the end is cold
better to be half a man
enjoying life as best we can
than let the glass run out of sand
turning back the hands of time
to an age much more sublime
that only I can find.

Written 9/26/2018

 

A Pretty Aimless Life


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I lead a pretty aimless life
helped by not having a wife
who surely would try to keep me straight
and my course not to deviate
but as I don’t have one of those
I can come and go as I choose
depending on the time of day
or if the weather is too hot to play
outside in the yard or on a long walk
then I stay inside where it is cool
and play with the dogs for they are no fools
and outdoors on a hot summers day
is not where they go out to play
I go to the table that I use as a desk
where my computer is blank now as it rests
and fire it up to start the day
and check my emails in my usual way
with nothing of interest and nothing to write
I move on to my web page and view the site
make adjustments if any that I need to do
addressing my readers to give them a clue
of what to expect the next time I write
for the words from my pen are meant to excite
but the words do not flow so this time I turn
to my Facebook page to read with concern
what I see posted there, is this really true
what these idiots write thank goodness they are few
if everyone believed what is written here
the World would be much sorrier I fear
I close the computer not wanting to write
and look out the window, what a beautiful sight
as my yard is so green and the flowers so bright
but way too hot for jobs so benign
what else can I do to pass the time
my favorite pastime is driving my truck
just touring around trusting to luck
of where it will take me how far can I go
an Audiobook for company as I listen to the show
with talented writers and actors so great
what more can I ask as the journey I make
I had stopped at the store as I wanted to buy
groceries for me as I needed supplies
to feed me and the dogs as they always come first
they rely on me to satisfy their thirst
and give them food to keep them fit
and ready to walk for my benefit
as moving around and walking is best
as there is plenty of time to rest
and now the day is almost done
and food is consumed by everyone
and we sit on the couch and watch TV
and marvel at men much younger than me
with the things they can do on the soccer fields
and the tricks with the ball and a clean pair of heels
takes me back to my younger days
when I too could run and had tricky ways
those times are long gone and will not return
for age takes its toll with no energy to burn
I switch off the tube and me and the dogs
crawl into bed to sleep like a log
and even with many bathroom trips
wake up refreshed with no special script
get ready to do it same as before
with a change here and there to add to the score
and my aimless life will go on and on
with only me to please my hopes are strong.

Written 6/25/2018

End of Life Crisis…


End of life crisis just what is that
not what you would expect it to be
this one comes when someone is old
and still has dreams the truth be told.

We are born, we live and then we die
is the normal way of things
but in between are a lot of years
each a reflection of our fears.

When we are very, very young
our life is spent on an upward swing
as we wend our way through life
learning a part of everything.

All of a sudden we are middle aged
with responsibilities galore
kids to raise a mortgage to pay
and worst of all our hair turns grey.

Then the kids are gone and just the two
living in a house that’s much too big
shall we move into a smaller house
with all of this room what do we do.

Now we are old and no longer play
and go for long walks every day
just to keep the muscles free
in the hope to extend eternity.

Alas it is a losing game
as things can never stay the same
time marches on and there is no wait
to stand outside those Pearly Gates.

All of a sudden there comes the end
along with a multitude of friends
as we reach the age when we all die
and everyone knows the reason why.

Time Marches On…

Written 11/16/2017

End of the Year…


Father-Time-and-Baby-Time-Shaking-HandsWe are almost at the end of this year
and one year closer to death I fear
of which we are reminded in so many ways
how immortal we are not here to stay
as life can be so fickle and short
no control of the length I have to report
that being healthy does not guarantee
of any form of sickness you will be free
or that at the very end
the Grim Reaper will not be your friend
alas with the passing of time
the body grows old and does decline
and things that were so easy to do
are much more difficult like tying a shoe
or walking the dog or working in the yard
all of these become very hard
as the body grows feeble and the muscles decline
you know you are getting close to the time
when you take that last breath of air
and the Doctor declares you are no longer here
put in a box and into the ground
and life’s full circle has come around.

grim reaper

Written 12/27/2017

Old Friends


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I ran into a old friend the other day
in the SuperMarket as we shopped
both bachelors so shopping was not hard
as we were both set in our ways.

Neither of us could remember the others name
as we had not seen each other in a while
so we awkwardly re-introduced ourselves
and laughed as we commented about our slow brains.

The conversation turned to soccer
as that is where we first met
playing on the same old man’s team
pretending to be young again like no other.

We had a good laugh as we shared a joke
and shook hands as we went on our way
knowing better than to say, let’s get together
of that there was no hope.

We had not  bothered to stay in touch
and our mutual interest was long gone
as age had taken its toll
and the game no longer held us in its clutch.

I resumed my walk around the store
thinking about the years gone by
of the games we played and the people we met
and wished there had been much more.

Alas time has dealt us a terrible blow
weak in body and mind as the years pass by
and all of the friends we used to know
not even a memory left to show.

Written 9/26/2017