After the night,
comes the dawn.
My life has become,
one, huge yawn.

Should I be sorry,
or just be sad?
Better be a Boy Scout,
that would be rad.

Words are flowing,
as if my bank broke,
so, scribble I will,
it's not a joke.

Do you now know?
Can you understand,
I'm no longer strong,
but still hear the band.

Find a flaw,
in the words, I write.
Tell me, please,
are the words too trite?

I sit and wait,
with osmolality.
Is it wrong to
have a personality?

Here we go,
one more time
with feelings,
love sublime.

Tell me true,
say it today.
If you don't,
I may go away.

My love for you,
is strong with feeling.
Not having your memories,
has my mind reeling.

Forget me now,
would be best
for you.
It's not a test.

We can be many things,
in this life of ours.
Pick something worthwhile,
not measured in hours.

Do you remember,
when we first met?
We were both young,
my ears were still wet.

Now, here we are,
after so many years
and our well-being,
is full of cheers.

Why do you resist,
help from your friend,
when you probably know,
it's a means to the end?

Swarming clouds of memories,
passing through my mind.
Why do these thoughts
persist in this time?

Words confused or incomplete,
as they often do,
when I think about our life,
and my thoughts are about you.

Being old
and a fool,
may have its
advantages.

You can speak,
for no matter what you say,
they laugh, shaking their head
and walk away.

He is a legend,
in his own mind.
A real standout,
surely, one of kind.

He talks about him,
even on how or more.
Listen carefully,
just don't keep score.

What about virtue?
He claims it is his.
He's not an expert,
perhaps, he's a brain whiz.

It's all about business,
it's not about you.
Don't take it personal,
just ask, what? Who?

I went to visit my wife yesterday afternoon.
She was not in the dining room, and most of
the residents had almost finished eating.

She wasn't enraptured to see me. No smile,
just a dull look in her eyes. I suspect she had
just woken and was still sleepy.

I was irritated as the custom had been to
wake those sleeping, around 3 or 4 so they
would be ready for dinner a little after 5.
It wasn't the case yesterday. This raised a
question about is this a normal treatment
or just an aberration?

I understand the demands placed upon the
Care Givers here. There are some residents,
are vocal, some very vocal, so they get attention.
My wife however, seldom speaks and doesn't
attract the attention that others may.

I like the staff who work with my wife but
this situation upsets me, if it is routine.
Looks like another meeting with management
is in order.

I am tiring,
when faced with those,
who attempt to play,
"head" games.

"Suck up's" are nearby,
buddying up with those
who had a position here.
Enough already. Pay no homage.

There are some "smooth talkers",
here, all men. Some naive women,
who don't recognize when
someone is "hitting on" them.

I suppose there are some
games they played before,
coming here.
I've heard most of them.

I am certain, this isn't the only
place where this occurs. Nevertheless,
I find it amusing, but also sad these
type of games being played at
this time of life.
How old am I?