213 In no hurry

Posted on February 6, 2016 by Ken Greenman

I admire the leaf
unhurried.
Who is in no rush
to be buried.
Who holds to life,
through wind, storm, ice,
holds tight
for he knows where he’s bound
if he’s blown
to
the
ground.

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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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