Not You Oasis: Haiku Lament

When she has her own

Oasis and it’s not you,

what are you good for?

Why Old Folks Don’t Need A Curfew: Rhyming Lament

My curfew used to be

at 10.

Now I can’t even

make it ’til then.

When we fear bad that/

could be, we miss out on the/

Amazing that is.

There are folks you want

to share things with. Their snarky

remarks prevent you.

I have a love who
snores, but she adores me. How’d
I get so lucky?

When you become much
too worried about things, you
can’t see or enjoy.

When I hear her ask
“You play me?”, I know I’m a
Granpawpaw success!

Now I know how a

leper feels is not a great

country western song.

He once responded:

“Try to keep up!”, but now hopes:

“It’s not a contest.”

When you start to get /

second guessed about all you/

do, you stop doing.