‘No need to buy fancy clothing
It’s not a cruise I’m planning
‘Won’t be on some sunny beach
With a drink in hand while tanning;
Dust bunnies swirl about the house
The school needs cupcakes, alas
My husband begs for another ironed shirt
My car is groaning for gas.
I forgot to pick up the laundry
I missed a meeting last night
My parents are craving a visit
Can you understand my plight?
How I long to view London’s splendors
‘Glide along the Seine in “Paree”
But when my family goes haywire
The scapegoat is always me!
My children want help with homework
Their projects need driven to school
I suppose I’ll just grin and bear it
And follow the Golden Rule.
But if you notice a suitcase
Sitting beside my front door
I’m packing for a GUILT TRIP
And sadly, nothing more.
Copyright 2009, Pam Munson Steadman
The Other Side of Fifty
I’ve done the cocktail circuit
‘Have smiled 'till my face aches
‘Now free to be the quirky ME
I’m finished with the ‘fakes.’
‘Sick to death of dinner parties
And having to make nice
I’d rather be in Vegas
‘Shaking hands with all the dice.
‘Ain’t getting any younger
The world is at my feet
It’s Paris, Prague, and Budapest
And dancin’ in the street!
I may have many ailments
But the one I like the best
Brings joy to me like nothing else
Its name is “Empty Nest!”
So if I swear and gorge bon bons
Or stay out late at night
I’m the other side of fifty
And my bark is now my bite!
Copyright 2008 Pam Munson Steadman