141 Reason to envy

Posted on January 26, 2016 by Ken Greenman

I am envious of the unborn,
the fetus nestled in mothers womb
or in the minds of little girls
who only play at cribs and dollies.
I am jealous of that first smack and cry.
For though he may be doomed
to wade through pain or blood or tears,
he has, to date, 68 more years
than I possess
to die.

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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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