“Dream Fulfilled” Art and Poem by Sheila Benedis

Art and Photo by Sheila Benedis

I purchased a Tudor house

in an idyllic village

Hastings-on-Hudson, where

rustic nature abounds

 

I have a husband

and a child, life

is almost what

it is meant to be

 

after much searching

I completed my dream

found art, overcame

my struggles with computers

 

left-brain world departs

replaced with creativity where

nature’s organic shapes

and visual art permeate

 

activated by language

 

More Humor from Simone

I’m on two diets. I wasn’t getting enough food on just one.

A cold seat in a public restroom is unpleasant. A warm seat is worse.

Apparently RSVP’ing to a wedding invitation, "Maybe next time", isn’t the correct response.

Don’t irritate old people. The older we get the less “life in prison” is a deterrent.

Have you ever listened to someone for a minute and thought, “Their cornbread ain’t done in the middle.”

Aliens probably fly by earth and lock their doors.

I asked my wife if I was the only one she had been with. She said yes, all the others were nines and tens.

I really don’t mind getting older, but my body is taking it badly.

It turns out that being an adult is mostly just googling how to do stuff.

I miss the 90’s, when bread was still good for you and no one knew what kale was.

Do you ever get up in the morning, look in the mirror and think, “That can’t be accurate”.

I want to be 14 again and ruin my life differently. I have new ideas.

As I watch this generation try to rewrite our history, one thing I’m sure of... it will be misspelled and have no punctuation.

I thought getting old would take longer.

My wife asked me to take her to one of those restaurants where they make food right in front of you. I took her to Subway. That’s when the fight started.

Me: Sobbing my heart out, “I can’t see you anymore... I’m not going to let you hurt me again". Trainer: “It was one sit-up. You did one sit-up.”

Picked up a hitchhiker. He asked if I wasn’t afraid he might be a serial killer? I told him the odds of two serial killers being in the same car were extremely unlikely.

I went line dancing last night. OK, it was a roadside sobriety test... same thing......

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