Some Hopes!

A Wordle

SUNDAY WHIRL

We are asked to use all the words in the Wordle

SOME HOPES!

Will someone please invent for me

A Politician with humility;

Not one who likes to crack the whip,

And give veracity the slip;

Not one whose bosom swells with pride,

As he flicks a lesser man aside;

Not one whose ego's growing bigger,

As his finger trembles on the trigger;

Not one who'll spray out platitudes,

But who'll refrain from attitudes

That plant dissension in the mob;

 Not one who gives his mates a job,

Setting off a chain of depravity

That we should view with the utmost gravity.

Society relishes good red meat!

Gristle isn't much fun to eat.

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FREEDOM

I never knew what freedom was until I reached old age!

One only knows true freedom when one reaches the last stage.

No mortgages, no school-age kids, no garden and no rules;

No worrying what others think (they may think we are fools!)

A day in bed? Why not, indeed! No-one need ever know

That we've turned our backs on winter and the chilly winds that blow!

A bar of chocolate in the night, just when the fancy takes us;

No-one to say 'Eat healthy food?', and nobody who makes us.

A TV show mid-morning? What lethargy! What sin!

We lap-up the obvious envy of our younger kith and kin.

The middle years are frenetic; we knew that at the time,

But we didn't know that growing old would be very near sublime!

There is a drawback, we admit; we don't have to be clever

To deduce these halcyon elderly years just cannot last forever.

If I could stop the clock, it's now that I would choose to stop it.

For old age has brought freedom, and no other age can top it.

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