Last Chance

My last chance I must grab with haste Marked by well-doing in God’s grace Praying that it’s always love-based. My last chance I must grab with haste Producing best amidst good taste While running strong along life’s race. My last chance* I must grab with haste Marked by well-doing in God’s grace.
*Ecclesiastes 9:11 I returned, and saw under the sun, that the race is not to the swift, nor the battle to the strong, neither yet bread to the wise, nor yet riches to men of understanding, nor yet favour to men of skill; but time and chance happeneth to them all. January 13, 2023 3rd place, "Chance" Triolet Poetry Writing Contest Sponsored by Julia Ward; judged on 1/14/2023.
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Clarke Avatar
January 15, 2023 at 2:18 AM
Great importance flowing beautifully and creatively in your triolet. Congratulations on your win Beata.
Goldsmith Avatar
January 14, 2023 at 12:30 PM
Congratulations on your win. I like your line, "My last chance* I must grab with haste." Have a blessed day/weekend...............
Watson Avatar
January 14, 2023 at 4:06 AM
Nice rhythmic flow,Beata and important reminders for our everyday lives.
La France Avatar
January 13, 2023 at 3:11 PM
Beata, nice poem, well done, Constance
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