Up Close and Personal: A Rhyme for My Anniversary

NOTE: I belong to a creative writing group from our local senior center and every week we have a prompt that we use to express ourselves on paper. We each read our essay, story, or poem aloud and get feedback. The bonus of this read-aloud is that we have come to know one another on a very personal level as well as hear some enjoyable readings.

I am sharing this rhyme I wrote for class and for our 17th anniversary yesterday, because many older people feel that LOVE is only for the young, and what I have learned is that there is no “expiration date” on falling in love. (I met Alan when I was 65 and he was 69.)

P.S. I have been taking photos of trees just on the tip of turning and  posting them here. Remember September Song? “The autumn leaves drift by my window…..the autumn leaves of red & gold….. and this is my favorite season!


A Touch of Gold!

“I’ll Never Say Never Again”*

After 30 years of marriage and a very difficult divorce,
I thought I’d never remarry: “singledom” my only recourse.

My theme song had been: “I’ll Never Fall in Love Again” by Bacharach.
Sung by Dionne Warwick, would I ever get my happy heart back?

The first few years I was both angry and very sad
Followed by financial & emotional struggles, oh! so bad.

After six years alone, no more crying a bucket of tears
And began to take stock of the rest of my years.

Reinventing myself I went back to Empire State College
For a 2nd degree in Nutrition Education, expanding my knowledge.

I also began to edit, helping Penn Staters with their degrees,
And at the same time, expanding my editing business fees.


Gold Turning to Brown

I learned there were worse things than not being a wife;
Acknowledging the fact that I still had a good life.

Then, after 13 years on my own, I made one last pitch for a mate.
Put my name in The Jewish Exponent; was I just courting fate?

When I made this decision to reach out one more time,
I did not know this would generate more rhymes

Of how I met Alan and let my heart melt,
By his way of showing me just how he felt.

They say “Love’s More Comfortable the Second Time Around,”
And that’s exactly what I have learned and found.

I still struggle with issues that I have not resolved,
But most of the pain has slowly melted or dissolved.

Now I live with a new take on “A Thing Called Love,”
Learning that only late, when push came to shove.

So I’ll “Never Say Never Again,” you see,
Because letting in Love is Life 101: “Let it Be.”

*Words in quotation are the titles of songs I remember from when I was younger, except for A Thing Called Love.

Half ‘n Half

Heartfelt Poem from Mary Lou Meyers

Here is a beautiful poem by my classmate Mary Lou that seems perfect for this difficult time when I wish you not only Peace on Earth but a renewed spirit to help us weather the storm of COVID-19. ellensue
Stay By the Fireside Bright
Keep safe and low key,
a few family members and trustworthy friends,
know where they’ve been.
The words of Dr. Fouche, soon to be 80
on Christmas Eve.
He’s been weathering the storm of controversy
in his own way, staying the course,
facts and figures he displays to the public.
Steady as you go,
let Christmas Past last through the holiday,
outside the Rack and Ruin of those
who didn’t abide the strategy for staying alive.
200,000 to 300,000 cases each day
throughout the USA.
California, a basket case
running out of ICU beds.
Murder rates escalate

See how the moonlight shines on the snow,

we haven’t had a white scene for so long it seems;
outside a planetary show, Jupiter and Saturn
within a hair’s breath of each other.
Only a phone call away those
we love to share our special day.
Still closer than ever the challenge to remain safe,
our task at hand through the thick and thin of it,
Steady as you go
Watch with delight the local color unfold
when you fill your feeder:
the Cardinal in his bright robe as if St Nick were here
to give you the cheer of the season.  The Blue Jay
sizes them all up and seizes the moment
to snatch the biggest seed,
while the red-headed woodpecker indulges in the suet
like hasty pudding, you can almost see his stomach expand
as we do ours after turkey or ham and all the trimmings.
Watch the antics of the squirrel dip and dive into his cache,
don’t mind if he crosses your path, he’s free of the disease.
Shower Love upon those both near and a phone call away
lifting you to an understanding of Humankind’s Fate
is with you today to obey the stay-at-home,
and synchronize your clock, a new Day is about to come.
The stars of righteousness and light are with you tonight,
showing the way through the Pandemic,
and shining brightly on those who observe
the stay-at-home remembrances.