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Game Day

Just like football I am trying to reach the goal Zigzagging down the field of life to keep from getting bowled It is first down in the morning as that whistle rocks my head Just a little button hook to get me out of bed I am tackled within three steps as my son bursts through the door His sister went long with his mobile phone to even up the score I coach them how to play together, not to scream and shout Both are yanked from the game for a personal time out At ten AM in the second quarter I think I am gaining ground The dog intercepts a pass by the cat to turn the game around Racing out the patio door that dog and cat did mesh It cost the dog a bout in his cage for unnecessary roughness Halftime brings the team together to analyze performance After lunch we play again to make good a second chance The clock winds down with end zone in sight, dinner takes a tumble An audible I had to call because the cake I fumbled And finally in quarter four, the game down to the wire A revelation that no one else could manage this empire Though touchdowns are sweet in life, one thing I came to know Sometimes to win the game at hand you only need a field goal

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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