Memories of yesteryear often leave me dry

Hoping for the future, can make me kind of high

The mysteries of creation, keep me asking, “why”?

And living in the present is something that I try.

Worrying about money, can be a foolish thing

Learning another brand new song, always make me sing

Sanity is a treasured prize to which I firmly cling

And when hugged by my little granddaughters – I might as well be king!

Trying to stay healthy – is always a daily task

When wishing for divine assistance, we only have to ask.

I’m waiting for the summer sun, so in it I can bask

I‘m trying be open and truthful and put away my mask.

Although I’d like to rhyme all night – I have some things to do

Like cleaning up my basement space – but I haven’t got a clue

Of what to throw away or keep – and what to fix or glue

And send this little poem on Facebook for all of you!

With lots of smiles and joy!  Larry (the artist formerly from Lyman)