When growing old

Published 12:20 am Thursday, August 6, 2015

When Growing Old

Dolores Rusin

Thinking big thoughts during the night

Sometimes sleep eludes

Thoughts run rampant through my brain

Like worry at Sunrise what should I do

The question comes do you have plans

I may just sit around

Call me crazy but I hate bingo

Simple knitting, crocheting I can do

But I don’t like it why do you

I’d leave behind fallen stitch creations

Some painting viewed with fascination

What is it turn it upside down

On and on are ideas I found

But words are all I really like

Give me some paper a pen to write

When I create a mix of words

It pleases me I feel good

To tell of things that pass my eye

Like nature’s creatures plants and sky

Or family history of times gone by

So let me write both day and night

Or let me do nothing I have a right