53 in 23

 

Golden Anniversary 50 

was going to be so nifty,

to Hawaii we would go,

but COVID just said no.

So we planned for 51,

that would be our fun,

but COVID said no again,

so we had to change our plan.

So then came 52.

Try once more? (Would you?)

Our old cat said don’t you go,

stay close to me at home, and so,

we had lunch at a favorite place,

great food would be the case,

and we made it quite expensive,

with calories extra extensive.

Now it’s 53,

Hawaii’s still a mystery,

don’t know what I can say,

we don’t even go to LA.

So it’ll be a late lunch once again, 

Seasons 52 will be the plan,

home in bed by nine.

(And you know what?)

As long as we’re together,

long-loving birds of a feather,

that will be just fine.