This Game Called Life
Our journey through this life is a game of chance
Very little skill, more by happenstance
Turn the cards at the break of day, which ones to hold which ones to play
In this game called life some will win, some will lose, but be not dismayed
Hold them tight, bet them high, run that bluff, take that chance
If you lose you cry, if you win you dance; it all rides on circumstance
Smell the roses, kick the can, run the race, celebrate your friends
Love and be loved, embrace living each and every day of life, until it ends
For as surely as the sun will rise, we are dealt back in; it’s ante-up or throw them in
On our journey through this life we have but one pass, enjoy the ride, that way you win
Then kick up your heels and dance, dance, dance
Copyright © Donald J Bennett | Year Posted 2012
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