A volunteer shares her poetry

Posted on by AARP Kansas

Here’s another poignant poem by Topeka writer and AARP volunteer Annette Billings! Concealed Carry   They came with force, to pat me down, to relieve me of my weapons, taking all but one, which they deemed of no worth. Satisfied I was unarmed, they skittered away.   I unsheathed that Number 2 pencil which I’d hid in a drawer, used it like a convict’s file and wrote my way free.   When they thought to search for me, I was 57 …