Retirement

Retirement Retirement sounds so appealing Perhaps a time to regenerate Gather energy rather than spend It on the labors of mid-life and The needs of those we serve Stay a while play a while Bask in the soft light of whim and Fancy picking the day’s adventure As we eat our breakfast rather than Having to consult the day planner For work scheduled beforehand No calls to clients or bosses No having to report daily activities But as we get older the freedom Sometimes seems a chimera As friends become ill or break bones And we realize that the end game Can be harsh if we don’t accept It’s own drama and realities Knowing full well that we rarely Are aware of when the curtain closes And there are the days with nothing To do and nowhere to go, filled with Moments of wonder at our age along With memories that draw us to the past So it seems that retirement is a mixed bag That ought to be filled with new experiences Movement and spreading the knowledge Earned over a lifetime of color and Texture lived vibrantly and well...