Now it’s time for me,
the weekend’s here and I’m glad,
for some extra time.
Whose birthday is it,
so, happy birthday to you,
enjoy and be blessed.
Do the shoes fit you,
just too tight or way too big,
rarely are they right.
The TV is bust,
so I am here writing this,
trying not to sleep.
The yellow roses,
are amassed and so many,
it is great to see.
I’ll post a picture,
once the sun ligthens them up,
and I have the time.
An old country song,
called, ‘Yellow Roses’, I think,
but I don’t know it.
I not old or young,
I am somewhere in between,
more up that I’m down.
Taking baby steps,
and a little unsteady,
before I fall down.
