Day: April 24, 2024

I would like to have a cat as a pet
I love the way, unlike with dogs,
They automatically housebreak
Themselves with a litter box.
No poo on the floor, easy to
Maintain the litter box. I
Don’t like how they jump
On tables. The worst is if
You are at someone’s house
For dinner, and the cat strolls
Across the dinner table.
I couldn’t deal with that.
Which is why I’ll never
Have a cat, except Bastet.
Let me clarify. Bastet is an
Egyptian cat goddess that
I have a 12 inch statue of.
That’s cat enough for me.

Bob Boyd

He took the saying if you can believe it you can do it as undeniable truth.
To him it aligned with the Biblical faith of a mustard seed truth,
And he figured his faith and belief in being able to fly would work.
Why this cockamamie idea got into his head, no one knew?
But as he said, “I believe it with all my heart and all my might.”
He prepared himself for the day of his flight that he knew
Was going to astound the world and make forever history
By repeating If you can believe it you can do it over and over.
To further guarantee success, he visualized himself flying too.
On the day of his take off to fly like the birds in the air,
He dressed in a superman costume to give his flight some flair.
He took an elevator to the top of a ten storey building
And climbed on the guard rails, yelled Geronimo and
Soared into the sky downwards flapping his arms like wings,
The street below excitedly waiting to smash him to bits.
The gods of flight must have been with him that day;
He landed on a truck filled with mattresses and lived.
To doubters who said he never flew, he said, “I kinda did.”

Bob Boyd

Where did the years go, he wonders?
Seems he was twenty one yesterday.
Now at ninety one, death closing in,
He’s just an empty shell to those
Who know nothing about his life.
Another nondescript old man
Hobbling about on a cane. He’s
Like the dull cover of a book with
no pages within. Age has rendered
Him nearly invisible or a nuisance
To some, sucking money out of the
System with his Social Security.
Hanging on pointlessly to life
When he should just be dead.
But within that dull book cover
There are amazing stories and
A rich personal history of a life,
That none could imagine. And
Many won’t take the time to
Hear his amazing stories.

I remember when old age was
Associated with wisdom and
Elderly people were esteemed,
Respected and held in high regard.
More’s the pity times have
Changed.

Bob Boyd

On the dating app she wanted a man making $200,000;
That was her price per year. She knew the guy was
Getting off cheap to have a chance with a 50-year-old
Prize like her. Her appraisal wasn’t based in reality. A
Guy could get a younger, better looking woman for far less.
One 52-year-old guy scored a hot woman in her twenties
For only $50,000, proving that dating scene was a buyer’s
Market with a woman’s value declining with her years.

Fed up with the frustrations of online dating and depressed,
She went to a small Baptist Church near where she lived,
Seeking some divine intervention solace. She needed a
God-given fix. An attractive man her age caught her attention.
They talked and talked after church and had so many
Things in common. After two years of dating, her and that
$20,000 man got married in that Baptist Church.

Bob Boyd

His life bleak and joyless,
Kept alive with ten pills,
His complaints never ceased.
A great athlete in his youth,
How had he come to this?
Alone, his wife had left him;
All his friends had died.
Nothing left to live for,
He stopped taking his pills.
What was the use? Why
Prolong his miserable life?
He decided to kill himself.
Pointless to keep living
In such abject loneliness
And unceasing misery.

Just as he pointed his Glock
to his head and grasped the
Trigger, his phone rang.
An old flame who said she
Missed him and wanted to
See him. The romance
Rekindled, he took his pills
Again and lived twenty
Loving years with her.
He often said she was
The best medicine for him,
They died on the same day,
May 17,1996 in their sleep.

Bob Boyd