He told me you have to choose a woman
like you’d choose a profitable stock.
Forget about true love
that won’t help with the bottom line
of living large and flush with cash.
Inwardly I scoffed at his avarice
and chose a sweet woman and true love.
He chose a women with an inheritance
As if there were no justice in this world,
his marriage lasted all his greedy life.
Mine fizzled out in less than a year.
Bob Boyd
Author: BobBoyd
Age 80. Cancer survivor since 3 years ago. Work out 3 times a week. Ride my exercise bike 2 hours a day. Live a solo reclusive life. Retired a year ago from working with the elderly in a nonprofit. Started writing poetry a little over a year ago; most poems I write are fictional but some are not. Spiritual with a permanent spiritual experience. Write poems on many subjects. Always researching for many of my poems and because of my unquenchable thirst for knowledge. After reading and hearing about many near death experiences and death bed visions, I believe death is the ultimate awakening and the relocation of a lifetime. You may believe differently, but you have the right to be wrong -- I'm just messing with you. :-)
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