Tuesday January 3 2017  THOSE DAYS ARE LONG GONE

The following is yesterday’s good morning from my friend Marilyn who is a young 85 year old.  Her note inspired the poem that follows.

“Good Tuesday morning,

Yesterday was a busy day for me.  It was my turn to serve treats at coffee hour. I had picked up mini-muffins, and two different kinds of coffee cake.  They were super delicious.  Once upon a time I would have made the treats myself, but those days are long gone.”  Marilyn

 

THOSE DAYS ARE LONG GONE

Kathleen Martens

January 3, 2017

www.visionsofpoetry.com

 

Life has a way

Of seeming chaotic

With sick children

Needing antibiotics.

 

Wiping up peanut butter

And spilled milk

Seems a forever task

In quicksand silt.

 

And time passes

And children grow

And crises change

And time becomes foe.

 

Lunches and dinners

You diligently make

And for celebrations too

Everyone’s favorite cake.

 

And off kiddos fly

To worlds unknown

Graduate from college

Your youth is blown.

 

Grey hairs creep in

The house is quiet

The sounds of squabbles

No longer riot.

 

And time gets lost

Amidst all the doing

And less time left

For dreams ensuing.

 

Retirement looms

And you are so ready

To just slow down

Because you’re no longer steady.

 

Tasks become difficult

Rest interrupts the day

It takes longer to do things

And you find new ways.

 

And when it is treat day

Though you wake up at dawn

You no longer do the baking,

“Those days are long gone.”

 

Off to the store

To pick and choose

Now that you have time

The strength you lose.

 

But it turns out just fine

Friends are in the same boat

And they love what you bring

Though you can no longer gloat.

 

GOD BLESS YOU MY FRIENDS.