Poets Corner: Welcome to the Senior Center
Welcome to the Senior Center
Across the street from the basketball court,
A nondescript white building … that doesn't say a lot;
Come inside, the mood can vary,
Whether to leave, or perchance to tarry.
Should one linger … take a look about?
A bit of murmuring … an occasional shout;
Two at a puzzle … where does that piece fit?
A group in a back room, conversing while they knit.
Bustling in the kitchen … serving two meals a week;
Books and magazines to peruse … a project to seek.
A variety of crafts to choose from … quilts, games and
Assorted doughnuts, bread and muffins … were in the
Soon in conversation … "Say, … I really like your hat!
Lovely belt, … what a gorgeous scarf." "girl talk" like that.
With walkers and canes, they make their way around.
Some days quite noisy, other moments, not a sound.
Life moves on, six months, a year,
Then sad news … so-and-so has passed away … poor dear.
The flag flutters on … elders come and go.
Some quite active … others a bit slow.
A home away from home … enriching their lives,
The Oak Bluffs Senior Center … as long as one survives!
Norman S. Reed
Norman S. Reed has traveled the world over, using up 3½ passports, but now relaxes on the Vineyard where he spends his time reading non-fiction, metal-detecting, and pursuing his favorite hobby, water coloring.