I haven’t been feeling well
but I know I’ll get better
it’s just because we’ve been getting
too much rainy weather.
Sometimes I wish someone would hold me
other times I wish they would let go
things will get better
if I move to San Diego.
I worry about my Mother
I think we’re getting close to the end
I am present to care
and the son becomes the best friend.
I worry about my bank account
and retiring on just a dime
who will care for me?
I know all good things come in good time.