Over many a dull and laborious volume of endless chores -
While as I nodded, nearly asleep, suddenly into my brain did creep
A thought that home should be less stressful, with neighbors like me living next-door.
“’Tis a dream,” I muttered, “teasing me as I start to snore.
Only this, and nothing more.”
Ah, distinctly I remember, it was early fall – almost November;
And each separate leaf on every tree fell and gathered by my door.
Eagerly I wished, for goodness sake, I’d never have to lift a rake
To swish those leaves – my back to break, away from my back door -
For the rare and radiant autumn hues, did I foolishly ignore
Fell ceaselessly, for evermore.
I wrung my hands, my thoughts of leaves, and roamed around the house
This place where we had raised our kids, now too big for me and my spouse;
The dinner parties we declined, the retirement ease for which I pined.
Memories flooded as I looked around; each nook and corner, the outside ground,
But not tied to the house, I found; wherever I live is where they are found!
And an idea thrilled me to the core…
I’d seen some homes during a recent drive, where folks like me had fun and thrived;
With a porch out front, courtyard on the side; we drove through the gate, and both grinned wide.
The landscape was immaculate, no lawnmowers or yard rakes were in sight!
We drove through the neighborhood, felt the allure; stopped at the model and took a tour.
Everything we saw made us love it more, from the natural light and the wide front door.
Did we belong here? Yes – for sure!
Home designs well-planned and expertly constructed, lawns and shrubs all maintained;
We spoke to other folks who lived there – a Luxury Lifestyle they’d attained!
Active Adults – or “Boomers” – much to our delight, are who these places are designed for.
We made the decision to “right-size” that day, with a home and community we adore.
“Welcome to Windsong!” is what they said, as they handed us keys to our new front door.
“Where Life’s A Breeze – for evermore!”