Ceasia White Poet Rhyme

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 November 4, 2012 at 6:55 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 October 28, 2012 at 5:28 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 October 28, 2012 at 5:30 PM Thanks!

Elizabeth O'Driscoll October 28, 2012 at 5:05 PM Enjoyed your poem, love Elizabeth Ceasia White October 28, 2012 at 5:29 PM Thanks!