Claire V. Bogdanos

I’ve grown through all these many years or so

It seems there’s really no place left to go

There’s no way yet to thrive in outer space

In truth it’s not  a safe or happy place.

I’d rather be stuck in a cardboard box

Or forced to walk without both shoes and sox

Than sacrifice the pleasures that I’ve known

Among my family and friends at home.

At this stage of life I find I’m confined

By the strings of our love and joy combined

I believe that I’ll simply hang around

Until God’s solution at last is found !