185 Taking chances

Posted on February 1, 2016 by Ken Greenman

That father was a gambler
never bothered mother,
perhaps because
he never made a bet.
he just lived like
time was chips,
experiences, a crap shoot.

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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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