It's a hard time
In my life
Adjusting to not
being a wife.
So God sent some angels
my way
And I call them the
Bunco babes!
What a neat group
of women
Just what I need
to mend.
Once a month
on a Friday nite
We get to chit chat, eat
and keep it lite.
Eventually, we get around
to Bunco
And before you know it
It's time to go.
Hats off to all you Bunco Babes
Bonding with friends
Is the name of the game!


Poem written 2004