ON THE CARPET

Now here is an item that in poetry does not get attention!
Therefore I shall try to praise it with great apprehension.
This is something that gets stepped on without much care-
it serves anyone without distinction- just because it is there.

They used to roll it out for kings or other very noble creatures,
it's softness and beautiful desings were the most noted features.
You throw in the carpet when of anything you had enough,
to be called on the carpet means you can't get away with a bluff.

Far away Persia was the place where they were carefully created,
they leant beauty to many drab places-that is really not overstated.
Made by artisans and woven carefully on a handmade loom:
it rerely happens now, modern carpet factories spedded their doom

The older they get, the more valuable are these handwoven pieces-
some are hanging in museums, their appearance many people pleases.
So, let us step carefully and appreciate the service they provide-
they will keep serving you well, can point to them with much pride.

SENIOR RAMBLINGS

While most of your life you are actively engaged-
now, in retirement, all your efforts seem so staged.
Your hours used to be regulated and often regimented-
now, all of the time is your own, it feels open-ended.

A day's work made hours seem short, they did go fast,
when now your are idle and many thoughts dwell on the past.
In the evening family gathered to report on current event-
now- no one is there to tell of the lonely hours you spent.

Your past life was one that was full of continuous sharing,
knowing that you were surrounded by those who were caring.
Yet there are still relatives and friends on whom to call
but in your own home you are only able to talk to your wall.

Such is life, there is a point when you have to loo9k out for yourself
when your close companions are the TV and the books on the shelf.
You have to be grateful if you can function at reduced speed,
just console yourself- you know there are those you can call in need.