I find that I’m more nostalgic these days,
And wonder if it’s simply part of getting older?
Or is it a sign of the times?
With evil getting bolder,
And committing further crimes?
I find myself feeling ever more grateful,
For each moment idling hours ‘way with fam’ly:
The one that I got to help create;
And, for now, sit happily,
Before it becomes too late,
And we rise and disperse unto fate.
K. Aldaya, 2/25/22
