But first another check of the sports scores,
Another walk around my favorite mall,
More purchases at all the swanky stores
And one more game of pickup basketball.
No, wait. There’s more. I’ve only but begun.
Please let me watch another B movie
(I’m thinking maybe Tremors or Top Gun).
I’d love to drive a Vette that isn’t me,
Suck down a sinful, triple-chocolate shake,
Then listen to that silly country tune
That teaches breaky hearts just how to ache.
More grandchildren? Tomorrow’s dawn? Next June?
The more I mull, the more desires increase.
It’s not so easy to depart in peace.