by Irwin Lengel
Just had a funny thought. Hadn't planned on posting this little poem but seeing that I was cleaning out some of the paperwork we dragged with us from the old house, and came across it I thought I would share it with everyone. If you will notice, back then I dabbled in poetry writing.
While I know we are retired now, for those of us that thrive on "routine" this poem is sort of a reminder that we can follow something similar even now that we are retired as well. Hope you enjoy.
Get up in the morning, put your feet on the floor
Then it's off to the shower, a fast bite, and on out the door
The snowbirds are here and school is in session
So watch for the children and traffic gets your attention
At the office we decide what it is that we must do first
Go to the bathroom, get coffee, or some water to quench our thirst
As usual there is a meeting to start promptly at nine
In they come, slow but sure and yes it never starts on time
A few hours later, tired from doing the usual numbers type crunch
You head for the breakroom to eat your great lunch
The afternoon we are hoping will be progressively better
Until the mail boy hands you a special delivery type letter
As you open it your thoughts wander as to what news this might bring
But before you can read it your phone starts to ring
It's your boss reminding you there's another meeting at three
He knows you are busy but expects you to be free
Soon the day is over and as you leave it begins to rain
Driving home you think to yourself...
Gee tomorrow I get to do this all over again!