Last night, @karenb54 posted her newest poetry contest, and I wrote a wee poem before bed. But once I was in bed, more verses kept coming! So now it’s long enough for its very own post.

A Week In the Life
It’s Easter weekend
I should be relaxing
It doesn’t pan out
My workload is maxing!
Friday, it’s stocktake
Not Hot Cross Bun Day
Saturday, it’s baking,
And shopping – not a Funday.

Now that days a winner!
Monday – birthday eve,
And chicken for dinner.
Tuesday’s my birthday,
I’m 60 years old.
But no presents please
(Except cryptos or gold).

Lots of people coming
My friend’s band is playing
The hall will be humming.
Platters and tablecloths,
Planning the food,
To keep everyone satisfied,
In a great mood.

From far and from wide
Andysantic’s car
Will be jam packed inside.
Sift, he hates parties,
But still he’ll be there.
With his trusty camera,
No one will look fair!

Paleo snacks,
A glass full of cider,
Will help me relax.
Dancing and music
And people who sing
The place will be full
Of my favourite things.

To absent friends
My dear ones of Steemit
At the world’s far ends.
If I had a genie
I’d magic you here
So you could take part
In the blessings and cheer.
Thanks for reading and go check out the beautiful birthday poem @andysantics48 wrote for me
Images from Pixabay, or by myself or @sift666, unless otherwise stated.