Kringgggg! The piercing alarm commands the dark, A noisy, sharp, onomatopoeic spark. It calls me to arise, to stand, to wake, For another day of school and minds to make. Fifty-four years old today, Oh My God! I look into the glass and softly nod. "You aren't that old yet," I smile and sigh, With a little chuckle as the dawn creeps by. "Come on, feet, stand up!" I coax and tease, The shower waits, though I would rather freeze. My body shivers, unready to get wet, Perhaps a cup of coffee is a better bet. I smile and rotate my head around, From left to right, to see what strength is found. It turns with ease; my head is giving still! I raise my hands to test my moving will. I shake my hips, I twist, I strike a pose, I shake it out from shoulders to my toes. Kick out the left leg, kick the right leg high, Both legs are giving time is passing by! This exercise ensures I will not age, A graceful spirit on a changing stage. It keeps my mo...
Welcome to my blog, Here, you’ll find a collection of reflections that capture the essence of my experiences, as well as the stories and emotions of those around me. My writing is not solely a mirror of my own life; rather, it is a lens through which I observe the world drawing inspiration from the people I encounter, the moments I witness, and the events that shape my collective existence.