What to answer when they ask, “what’s new”?
When it’s raining so hard there’s nothing to do.
Tell them a story about a courageous crew,
Or lay out the recipe for grandma’s stew?
What if I told them a tale of my wins?
One nears an ending, the other just begins.
What if I told them of lifes many grins,
The silly faces, fun places and those many scraped shins?
I guess that would take up a day or three.
Discussing what was, is and maybe could be.
I have just enough time time left you see,
To make one last try to finally be free.
So, come here little one, climb up on my knee.