What lies at the end of the rainbow? FIRST PRIZE WINNER, SENIOR CENTER FORUM |
The Retirement Rainbow Iāve always thought about this day, the pot of gold at rainbowās end. There, after all of lifeās hard rain, Iād find what rainbow hues portend. Iāve worked a lifetime for this day. I reckon that Iām past my prime. But one thing I didnāt plan for is such an abundance of time! āWhat time is it?ā is seldom heard; we no longer live by our watches. āWhat day is it?ā is fading fast. Itāll soon be a stick with some notches. I donāt have to shave every day. I just wait ātil my wife tells me āOuch!ā We still enjoy our boudoir time but we spend a lot more on the couch. Leaving early and getting home late, weāre no longer part of that group. Our morning commute is a walk in park so the dogs can sniff, pee, and poop. I always thought someday Iād write. Before, I could only dabble. Now when I write my āmemoirsā down, itās worth eleven points in Scrabble. The kids are gone, the grandkids donāt stay. The spare room is mine now, I posit. I open the door and what do I find? My wife has a new walk-in closet! The rainbowās endās not what I thought though, this wasnāt meant to show fault. While thereās some truth in my words, take each with a grain of salt. Notes An entry for September round of "SENIOR CENTER FORUM" Prompt: Must use the word ārainbows.ā posit ~ assume as a fact or principle Thank you for taking time to read my words. I would appreciate it if you took a moment and left a comment. Your reaction, impressions, criticisms, - yes, even praise - are all equally welcome. |