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The Game of Life

I was dealt the weakest hand to play but I play anyway Never giving up because I'm here to stay I remember once things were going my way Then the tables turned back to the weakest days With the weakest players and the crooked ones I have faith so I know one day that this game of life will someday go my way With a new hand, new players, and new partners to end up with a power play

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Vicky Tsiluma

Date: 11/4/2012 6:55:00 AM

Nice outlook! You play the hand you're dealt - I like what you said about a new hand, players, and partners to form a power play, those around us can indeed influence our lives for the better. Lovely write CeAsia!

Rachel St.Cross

Date: 10/28/2012 5:28:00 PM

‡ Is It A Game, Life ? If So Then Yes I Played This Game In This Passing Place Until One Day I Was Touched; Then Upon Windy Days It Became More A Battle; And I Know Shall Remain So Until The Moment This Body Is Swept Away, Forevermore, Sweet Beautiful CeAsia. Good Luck In Your Game. My Love, Rachel *

Ceasia White
Date: 10/28/2012 5:30:00 PM

Thanks!

Elizabeth O'Driscoll

Date: 10/28/2012 5:05:00 PM

Enjoyed your poem, love Elizabeth

Ceasia White
Date: 10/28/2012 5:29:00 PM

Thanks!