Blessed this Life

My bottom slipped down, as did his chest

Instead of running we prefer to rest

We’ve been together, seems a hundred years

Sharing each other’s hopes and fears

Now dreams fulfilled, where do we go?

He’s on the golf course and I don’t know

I’d like to go to the start and then

I’d do most things the same again.

Our grown kids have moved away

(For daughter, no jobs here for her to stay

Our son married his love and followed her)

Their growing up years passed in a blur

We visit them for holidays

Then reminisce for days and days

I’d like to go to the start and then

I’d do most things the same again.

Parents gone except my Mom

We visit her and help out some

But health is slipping and time is short

And it’s a long, long drive back and forth

Thank heaven for my sisters dear

They care for Mom because they’re near

And they love her the way I do

I owe them praise and gratitude

While friends like traveling places afar

Home and neighborhood is my bell-jar

I feel like I’m the lucky one

Nothing prompts me now to run

Everywhere in and out my door

There is beauty lush, beauty galore

I’d like to go to the start and then

I’d do most things the same again.

And at my heel I have Carmel

My miniature poodle loves me well

We surely have been blessed this life

Abundant happiness, albeit some strife

I’d like to go to the start and then

I’d do most things the same again.

I’d like to go to the start and then

I’d do most things the same again.