Madison Balmont Poet I do not know?

Game For Friends

Sometimes I don't
Care how/why.
All I care,
Is that I tried.

'All of that'
Goes in our face.
That they beat us
In a race.

I don't mind,
That we lost.
Anyway, 
What's it's cost?

Nothing much;
Not our pride.
As we walked off,
To the side.

Lets celebrate
The fun we had.
And invite them,
'cause they look sad.


~Written in 2003 (Monday, 3rd, March) when I was fourteen.~

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Judy Riley February 4, 2009 at 1:31 PM A good strong message, that is so forgotten in our time now, win or lose no matter, just how you play the game. This I like the message, more upbeat, the direction this human race should try to go. Thanks for sharring, Judy Riley