retirement
I used to plot and plan and scheme
Now I take days as they land in my lap
Expecting nothing
Anticipating less
Experiencing little
A locust shell of my former self
Retirement has turned me into a contented sloth
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2025
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment