All That I Know

Experience tells me that I know very little

Love tells me my chances are slim

Age tells with wisdom comes a price

My nose tells me something stinks

My ears tell me not to believe

My eyes see what they want to see

Time tells me that it’s getting very late

And still I prefer to wait

For what I do not know

For nothing in life is certain

Tomorrow the forecast is for snow

Yet the likelihood is only 40%

I’ll take my chances with a toss of the dice

Chris Hanch 12-12-16