Ham hock cooking on the stove
aroma floating through the house
the dog drooling while he naps
early morning frost on car windows
while I recount the events of the last year
checking off the resolutions I kept
noting where I went astray... sometime
at the end of May, acknowledging
the misstep resolved to do better
in the new year. Everything I own
has gotten old, had to replace
both the furnace and the water heater,
repairmen impressed that they lasted
so long, need to replace my knees
and a few teeth. Everyone I know
is growing older, the kids getting taller
while the adults are shrinking and getting
rounder. Simple things are harder to do,
cook a meal, tie my shoe, my sister’s
friends are coping with aging parents,
obituaries are two pages long with lists
of names of people who have passed,
time for elders to retire and make
room for the new leaders to assume
the reins for the future still to live.
Hilary Clinton fainted just before
she was to go before the court
has a blood clot, after all those years
of selfless service, will she die before she gets
a chance to rest? Super storms
and senseless killings cast a shadow
on my happiness, trying to push it
away. Clear the deck, sweep the floor,
time to make room for so much more.
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