11 – HIKER

God hiked the woods
cutting his own trail
’till he found a likely spot
to pitch his tent.

He cleared away
Dead Branches, rocks, trash
left by others not so
conscientious.

He built his fire
to warm the site
and he’s been camping
in my life
ever since.

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About Ken Greenman

Married and Happy. Retired and busy. Living in NC. 71 and counting. December 12, 2025 and it's 77! ... I would love some written comments, critiques, adulation or kind suggestions.... If you have the time and or inclination, please feel free! Not in fear but by faith. We will see. See you later! If you ever want to talk for real, email me and I will send you my cell number.... I am enjoying this!
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