430 There are no inanimate objects Nov.,’11

Posted on March 9, 2016 by Ken Greenman

Do not take lightly
affection
towards the inanimate.
Who knows how far a
soft touch of gratitude
on the hard hood of a Honda
might go in the next
snowy nights journey?
Hand washing little Gillians
threadbare teddy bear
might stave off gremlins
on a night you slept to sound.
A fairy doll,for muse,
hung from your desk lamp,
offered a tender caress
might just get the blood
flowing through your pen
again.

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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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