Good Hard Times

 

So here’s a bit of irony.

It’s not frantic as much

As it once used to be.

 

It seems that I have lots of time

To pursue many things,

If they don’t cost a dime.

 

I practice putting on the rug.

I can paint; I can write,

Give my puppy a hug.

 

“It’s great,” I’d say, “to be retired.”

But I’m not sixty-two

And, alas, I was fired.

 

Well, technically, I was laid off.

The result is the same:

Pro at Living Room Golf.

 

© 2010 Connie S. Tettenborn