Having Shelter Protection
. . .
. . .
has become our shelter
Though I could have had two
Rich people don't live here
Plastic key locks our door
Carry it on our wrists
Whippet hound protects us
But he is mere décor
As are two small creatures
Sitting above the hound
So our protections not
Not even in our head .
It's called Senior Living
We are old
. . .
Poem and Photo Copyright ©️ jimmiehov 2026, all rights reserved.
-Written in response of Mary's prompt, at https://newwhatsgoingon.blogspot.com/?m=1
I am also coming with Rommy at https://poetsandstorytellersunited.blogspot.com/?m=1 but opting to not use her optional prompt. Note, if my write seems nonsensical it might be.


15 Comments:
Ah, I bet your shelter is very cozy. I like that whippet hound keeping watch.
I love the description of your shelter - I am glad you feel safe there - Jae
I love the whippet hound too. My rooms are small, too, Jim. I find them very cozy.
Aww these dogs are wonderful Jim
Dogs are my love, besides Mrs Jim
"Whippet hound protects us
But he is mere décor"
I see these guardians at the door, a good choice. (Thanks for the picture. ) You suggest in your final stanza that your protections don't protect, but I believe they provide a spiritual shield.
Not at all nonsensical! Downsizing may take a bit of getting used to, but it does make like easier in some ways when we get old. I am not in a one-room apartment, but in a unit with limited space. Andrew was ten and a half years older than me, so when we moved here it was more necessary for him. Now I have reached an age when it is clearly best for me.
Oops, I mean of course that it makes LIFE easier. Though it might make liking easier too, lol.
Home, they say, is where the heart is.
You have created a very vivid image of life for us.
But one fact is also that our flesh may get old but our spirit never does. The art of living is in not to dampen the spirit. Love for life and indifference to everything else.
Where one's heart and hat are
Very charming guardians! My in-laws did downsize in their later years and really enjoyed themselves.
Oh Jim, your poem tugged at every heartstring I have ... or ever will have. Senior living. Yes. I live with my special needs 64 year old son, Carl ... he and I are a TEAM ... I cannot imagine it any other way, however as years continue to pass our situation no doubt will change. Carl is high function, holds down a job in a supermarket close to our home ... when I am no longer around, his siblings will take over ... whatever that looks like is up to them but I have every confidence it will work. They all love each other very much. Senior Living ~ YES. Take care.
I am glad for the both of you that your situation is working well for the both. Good too for having the loving siblings.
Mrs here is close to Anyorism but not diagnosed as such yet. She would not function correctly without my guidance, of which she doesn't deny.
Senior living happens to us all. Your place looks cozy and happy.
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