Time that we share is so fleeting,
Time for our news and great eating.
Our voices in song,
With right notes or wrong,
A tuneful addition to meeting.
I’m viewing the wonder of new sights,
Flowers, and ocean, and mountain heights.
Magnificent—true!
Still, visits with you
Are brightest for me, beyond city lights.
I start out with much apprehension.
My thinking’s reflecting my tension.
And what I have found,
As we move around,
It’s Help. It’s the “screw-up prevention.”
Slowly at levels I thought I’d hate,
Active, with goal to regenerate.
I think you’ll agree
I surely can be
Living quite fully at any rate.
When trying is quite ineffective
I CAN take a route that’s corrective.
And ask for your “hand”
With what I have planned.
Results now are good, not defective.
My birthday time has been quite thought-filled.
With rambling-musing, not plot-filled.
Reviewing the years,
With joy and with tears.
Important for me, and not fraught-filled.
“She wasn’t just talking about biking,
She was talking about life.”
Task’s lost momentum, I think I’ll quit.
Inner self will surely throw-a-fit.
So what can I do,
To see the task through?
Now is the time I can recommit.
As I am beginning this new year,
I have just one thought that is so clear.
The times I can share
With whomever’s there,
Are routes to connections that endear.
Holidays “wrapped” with old usual,
Can make me feel quite confusional.
Made quiet and spare,
With things that show care;
Holidays can be quite beautiful!
Accepting an offer, a Help-Gift,
Can open the way for a big shift.
A task that gets done,
Or something that’s fun.
Surefire route to a mental lift.