the right stuff?

trying to get well
and just not making it

seems like I fail
every chance I get

when getting back on the run
and not getting the ok

is absolutely no fun
and not at all the way

to train for a race
that's coming all too soon

I can't keep the pace
and I feel like it's all ruin

I want to do my best
but this time it's not enough

in this race I'll invest
and hope I'll have the right stuff

getting over injury

getting hurt
is never fun

and it's been
keeping from my run

can't jog out
in the sun

and pounding weight
is like a ton

but before I
think that I'm done

I've heard news
that I'll not shun

my healing process
has only begun

and hopefully soon
I'll be back on the re-run!

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year

This time of year
brings lots of cheer
all around you hear
words held dear
to all far and near

Folks in high gear,
little ones peer
and have no fear
St Nick will appear

It may seem queer
and some will sneer
at this year's rear
and shed no tear

As the new year
rolls into gear
we hope to adhere
to promises clear

At the year's premiere
let's not jeer
though I'm no Shakespeare
here's to a happy new year!

Year End Reprise

The last month of the year
is already here

where did it all go
I'd like to know

how it all went so fast
another year almost past

time is flying in a flash
like a hundred yard dash

I just turned around for a second I thought
and now here I am caught

in another time warp blurring before my eyes
and time for another year's reprise

Thanksgiving

For what shall I
give thanks?

There are many to list.

childhood pranks

that my family exists

good food

good health

a happy mood

plenty of wealth

loving husband

healthy children

living in this land

places I've been

so not just tomorrow

but each and every day

I will be sure to borrow

a life of living in a grateful way

can't borrow a rhyme

my daughter wrote
a great rhyme yesterday

but she won't give me the
chance to put it on display

I asked if I could post
it here on this blog

but she said no and
left my brain in a fog

she began another ditty
that I could put up here

but I guess I've since forgotten
it or here it would appear

mispellings

mispellings
abound within
this rhime

and noone
will even give
me the thyme

once I spelled
something amis
with no notis

but noone was
there to keep
me strait

and so then
I new this
blog's wait

was pretty low
on the list
of must reeds

so I thout
I would see
what it kneads

maybe spelling
will keep it
afloat

or maybe it
will be its
sinking bote