Am I, to believe, in the lottery
That fickle fate, flailing her hand
Could change the landscape
So well worn, with faith
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Well said. Most of us are so rich and if we forget need only to look around at our loved ones.
Congrats on poem # 100. Your pen has been a blessings! Keep up the good works!
As they say you’ve got to be in it to win it? Good write :)
A high level of thought.I liked reading it.