Flair

I should try to live

My life with some flair

I should write a book

I should cut my hair

 

I need to get out

I should socialize

I should leave my house

Because, I surmise

 

Time, it is fleeting

And I’m getting old

You only live once—

Or so I’ve been told

 

The problem I have

Is that there’s no time

To do what I want

And I’m past my prime

 

It seems as if most

Everything I do

Is for my children—

And for the dogs too

 

My list of “should do’s”

And places to see

It only gets longer

Don’t disregard me

 

For I profess that

It won’t be too long

Kids off to college

And I on my own

 

That’s when I will do

The things that I plan

Have a pedicure

Perhaps date a man

 

Please check in on me

In another year

I’ll be quite selfish

Subsisting with flair

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