And some are empty of words…

But when the days hit and words

Are on overload I can’t stop

Putting them to paper

Or in this case, on line…

On days such as these My RG

Asks what I’m doing as I’m

So intent…

I say I’m writing

He goes back to what he’s doing

And seems content with my answer…

He always knows once I get it written

I usually read it to him as he is my greatest

Critic and only audience…

Retirement has given us both

A new occupation in life…

Being a one person audience, critic,

Taste tester, object finder, experts to each

Other on that which we don’t understand…

Shoe tying wizard, getting his waders

I’m his computer, I phone, ski jacket out

on expert, barber extraordinaire…

and he’s my………………

………………………………I’m thinking…………

Thinking………Oh yeah, My Retired Groom!