By a Nose
Twenty horses in the race,
The winner by a nose.
The Derby sometimes mimics life,
For that’s the way it goes.
At times we might get beaten by
A rival for a house
Or job or placement for a school
Or even for a spouse.
Yet there are times that we may be
The nose that comes in first.
It’s always unpredictable
And cannot be reversed.
So kudos to the winning horse
And jockey in the race,
For maybe in a future run,
They will not even place.
Copyright © Ilene Bauer | Year Posted 2024
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