Odds are that you will not be famous
But you will be significant to someone
Odds are that you will not be wealthy
But you will have all you need
Odds are that you will not travel extensively
But you will come and go as you please
Odds are that you will grow ill
But you will have known the riches of health
Odds are you grow old
But youth held you long
Odds are you lose a love
But you will have known tenderness
We play the likelihoods, not the odds
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Katie Sherrill Barnett (
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