I finished my small decorations today
When a wreath on the door, to my dismay
Was impossible to hang
Made me think, dang!
Now I’ll have to have wait
For someone tall, my fate
Have to be subdued
And wait for a dude
To hang the wreath
While I sit underneath.
I got up this morning with energy plus
Cause I slept last night, without a fuss.
I did something I have dread
I made some banana bread.
I searched a huge box for my Christmas CDs
On the closet bottom if you please
I struggled and pulled and tore at the box
I reached under the layer of papers and docs
And loaded them all on my lap to reveal
The cases all empty, all unsealed.
And then my memory decided to show
It does, once in a while, you know.
The CDs are all in an album of sorts
Kept there for car trips, long, not short.
Know what happened but not where they are
Hope they’re not in my old car
It suffered a crash, now on the junk heap
Could they be in storage, to keep?
Even though this bit of the day
Was maddening, I have to say
I’ll keep smiling as I have some tea
With banana bread, and admire my tree.