A Work Mother

‘Twas my birthday recently
The big 5-0 is drawing near
I’m an “oldie” where I work
That much is very clear!

My colleagues are barely 20
(You can do the sums…)
Just the other day, they said
“You could be our Mum!”

I hope I can be useful, and
Make them feel inspired
I just wish I had their energy
Instead of feeling tired!

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The Plane Trip (or “Being a Spoilsport!”)

We boarded a domestic flight
Found our seats in a short while
My hubby asked “Want the middle?
Or would you prefer the aisle?”

I glanced upon the window seat
There sat a blonde goddess
Tanned, thin, full of grace…
And wearing a short dress.

I turned to my dear husband
Replied with a wry smile
“How about I take the middle
And you, hon, take the aisle?”

We settled down into our seats
And as I fastened up my buckle
I glanced at her, then at him
And had a quiet chuckle.

Spider Veins

Spider veins, please go away
Don’t come back another day!
I had injections, you should be gone
But, instead, you press on…

Onwards you spread, purple and blue
What on earth am I to do? 
I’m tired of long pants in the heat
Perhaps I should admit defeat…

Let my legs have some fresh air
And worry not if people stare
Wear what I want, and be bold
It’s quite liberating (so I’m told). 

Getting Warmer

My poor hands are always cold
Forever turning white or blue
Alas, my woes do not end there
For my feet are icy, too.

Because I am so frosty
Nobody wants to touch
They say “Stay away from me!”
“Icicle hands!” and such…

But there is a silver lining
That makes it seem less dire
For I do enjoy warming up
In front of a toasty fire.

Wrinkles – or Holidays?

Lunched with friends one Sunday
Many things we did discuss
Work, plans, family life..
Age catching up with us.
We’re all approaching fifty
(I must say, we’re mildly shocked)
We don’t want life to pass us by
We want to say life “rocked”.
We spoke of bands we want to see
Of trips that will be great
Wanting to enjoy weekends –
We agreed housework can wait!
A sunny Saturday at the beach 🏖
 
Life’s far too short to worry
About hair that’s turning grey
And when it comes to “fine lines”
We might get to them, one day.
Fight the visible signs of ageing?
We’d rather save our dough 💰
There are so many places to be
And things to do, you know.
One friend nicely summed it up
“Wrinkles – or holidays?”
Given any chance, I’ll pack my bag
And head off – lead the way!

 

My Autopilot Brain

The human brain’s a lazy beast
In terms of work, it prefers the least
Given any chance, habits will form
Much less thinking – that’s the norm!
Take my drive to work each day
“How’d I get here?” I often say
I don’t remember turning right
What colour was that traffic light?
And the left turn, way back there
I hope I did that one with care
All those road signs – I paid no heed
Fingers crossed I didn’t speed.
You see, my brain takes a little break
As if the commute’s “a piece of cake”
Believing that there’s nothing to it
Means “autopilot” gets to do it.
Please brain, stay on for common tasks
It’s really not too much to ask
Driving demands more attention
So do other things I’d like to mention.
Stay switched on when I’m going out
So I’m not left to stress about
Whether I’ve locked the front door
Turned off the iron, oven, and more.
And, wherever I go, when I get there
Come on – show a bit more care
Lift your game, please, raise the bar
So I can recall if I’ve locked the car!
Dear brain, don’t worry or despair
Just work a bit harder, it’s only fair
For now though, I will call it a day
I’ve forgotten what else I was going to say!