UP AND UP!

 Not much to say today, but I'll read you a very meaningful poem of mine again:

Flying High

   I cannot write a merry poem this year

Too much has happened in my life--

Uprooted from a home that I held dear

And now a widow, who was once a wife 

     Change is not my forte, my options few--

A clock cannot run backwards, nor can I,

Thus I must gird myself and start anew

To see how high my warming kite can fly

   Too late, they say--your day is almost done

Pu down your kite and rest yourself awhile--

Go take a break from shining in the sun--

Enjoy yourself before your final mile, 

   And as they lecture, I slip quiet by

   And launch my kite into the eager sky