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.