Jan Harwood: To my daily amazement, I have made it to ninety years old, living with my very last cat (I swear it!) in a beautiful and colorful little house with a big garden full of birds, in Santa Cruz, CA.I became a (self)-published author at age eighty, with the launching of my first novel, a somewhat-cozy mystery “Dangerous Women,” followed two years later by a sequel, “An Un-Conventional Murder.” Both have protagonists who are — surprise! — old women who live in Santa Cruz, working ferociously at their full-time volunteer jobs as members of the venerable (107-year-old) Women’s International League for Peace & Freedom, marching and demonstrating old-woman singers that bellow their fury at the political messes in which our beloved country continues to sink more deeply with every passing year — with timely new lyrics to old tunes that most people know.) As a life-long scribbler of humorous verses, I’m the chief lyricist for the local Raging Grannies, having put together several songbooks over five administrations, with more than 200 songs.Poetry has been one of my many passions since I could first read nursery rhymes, and some of my dear friends now are poets, who have monotonously urged me to submit my more serious stuff, but till now I have adamantly refused. But I do have some that I like, and, having recently discovered this very wonderful venue, I humbly offer some of them of them now.