Every Square
The days fill up, ‘til every square
Has something penciled in.
Since I retired, that’s the way
It’s somehow always been.
A class, a game, a lunch with friends,
Appointments with a doc,
Some travel plans, museum tours,
A babysitting block.
At times, an empty space stands out,
But I don’t really mind
For I can then catch up with all
The chores I’ve left behind.
Retirement provides the time,
A very special perk,
To do the things we couldn’t do
When we were stuck at work.
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