982 My Dad Was Mad, Until

My dad was mad,

most of his lives…

at governments and at wives

but then The Wall fell

and he married his forth,

( his last)

a good one,

for him,

and she lasted,

and the sun came out

and I could be his son

without him wanting

a different one,

and we had some fun

for a little while

and we tried,

and then he died

and that’s my story

and he’s sticking to it!

About Ken Greenman

Married and Happy. Retired and busy. Living in NC. 71 and counting. December 12, 2020 and it's 72! ... 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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