What Now
Husband gone, married another
Children reared, no need to mother
Retirement, the long sought rest
No work to do! How I am blessed!
I swim, dine , paint and bowl.
So why this turmoil in my soul?
At last there’s time for having fun.
Doing things I’d never done
So why the turmoil in my breast
The thumping heart in my chest
Sleepless nights, days unending
One day gone ; another pending.
What will tomorrow bring?
The usual boring routine thing.
That won’t give me happiness
So back to work I go, I guess.
Perhaps China, Japan, Korea.
Hey! That is a great idea.
Leave the old life far behind.
I’m on my way, new course to find.
Hope , excitement , brand new me
My journey’s end I cannot see.
I wrote this poem one year after retirement at
a time when I had to find a new me and
just before going to Korea to teach. The experience abroad was
worthwhile and gave me a new perspective. Now I am perfectly
content being with my family and friends.
grandfallswoman 
Love the poem! Multi-talented friend! Can sing, play guitar, cook, knit, crochet, and write! And many more, I’m sure! Keep on writing!
I dug out that poem just for you, knowing how difficult the first year or retirement can be. It gets better.
Thanks for the flattering comment.
Judith,girl…terrific talented verse. … Love it!
Keep on, keeping on.
Thanks, Howard. I’ve come a long way from those days. You know that was twelve years ago!
I don’t remember hearing this poem before but I do remember that time in your life when you went to Korea. And I even got to visit you in Korea while you were there. We had such fun and I loved the sounds of the place. I don’t think I was ever felt such peace as I did there. The sounds of SuWon were very soothing to the soul and the mind. When we weren’t busy doing something, all I had to do was lie down, listen, and I would drift easily into sleep.
That really was fun wasn’t it? Remember how I scrimped on the tea bags for fear I would run out. Ended up bring over 200 back home. I should write a blog about the Tetley Affair. lol
We’ve had many a laugh about that over the years. And also about the workmen who came in to do some electrical work, woke up your friend, and then sat down for a spot of tea while he read your mail.
I had forgotten about my mail. Ha ha!