At that certain age in life.

At that certain age in life.

The family echoed as one voice

You’re getting spruced up?

An instant comeback

Well what the heck.

I’ll not allow this cocooning

Become a pain in the neck

This few moments freedom

Is all that is required

To get me up and running

Get those pistons fired

Shake up the grey matter

Don the positive thinking cap

Rid the mind of incessant virus talk

The plan of action, together, defeat this spore

No matter what it takes

Life is for living, there is far too much at stake.

© Chris Black

3rd April 2020

Poetry from The Man Shed

~The Poet’s Poet~