Sometimes life is just a bummer!

This poem is to justify those who say they don’t wish to retire or falter to low productivity due to old age; until death do us part.

How I feel about getting a “”Real Job” in the future.

You wanted the simple life.

Life is good, sooo good.

This is a poem about my dad who retired not that long ago and seems to be adjusting well for the most part.

You should never go to sleep on an argument.

Reflections on retirement and how some of us just may not be able to do it.

Here’s the philosophy. The American Dream.
So sad…

A poem about a Secretary. I had the inspiration from a good friend-who is not a bit like this!