What Shall We Reap
The most surprising word was degenerative.
My, how the years and decades have flown,
and now the speculation on how long to live
has hit with tornado force fully blown.
We ponder if heaven lets us reap what we’ve sewn.
September 1, 2011
*For Francine’s Quintain contest
by Carolyn Devonshire
Copyright © Carolyn Devonshire | Year Posted 2011
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