Life can be joyful & saddening too
I guess it's what you make of it
At least that's what I hear
The journey can be quite long & that's no lie
Work days are strenuous
Then calming downtimes soon there after
Sun steady blazing
Turns to the moon & it's bliss
Weeks turn to months
Months turn to years
The day to day hustle gets to be oh so tiring
I sometimes dread what lies ahead
My efforts sometimes faulter
Still I'm here pushing to get through life
But I keep up the struggle until it's time for bed
It takes a lot of time to master such skill
There are lot of downtimes but I climb on my hill
There are days that my body is strained and about to give up
But I go back to self- determination and rise up
The passion to play runs in my veins
I will train myself hard though it rains
My discipline is as scorching as sun
But I still make my sport a sort of fun
This game is worthwhile and is something even more
The confidence it gives can make my dreams soar
Every accomplishment that I made, my modesty becomes better
Each time I face defeat, my dedication becomes stronger
Winning and losing are faces of reality
But it changes my entire entity
So I keep myself motivated and listen to my coach
The God Almighty Himself will hand me His torch
There is something more than a gold medal hanging on my neck
It is something that no one can ever wreck
This whole meaningful experience makes me complete
I am very proud that I grow to be an ATHLETE
All you young'uns now listen to me
Been around for almost eight decades
Feel just as good as I did in my forties
Have had all the latest upgrades
Living proof you don't need to feel old
It's simply how you're feeling upstairs
If things are really clicking along smoothly
Downtimes become quite rare
It's not a great truth I've just discovered
It's a matter of common sense
A positive attitude is an absolute must
To retain your youthful presence
So now you finally know the secret of life
Thank me with bundles of money
It's just another service I kindly offer
Making your day more sunny
© Jack Ellison 2013
My moments seem so short
when I am up and about
my downtimes extended
with no relief in sight,
I thought I hid it well
showing only my smile.
But he glanced at me once
and read it in my eyes
like a coverless book
exposing its secrets.
How could he know it well
when it's mine and not his?
realizing my thought
he showed me his own pain.
The one that shed tears
the one that waits in the cold
the one that waits on the old
to smile in comprehension
and throw a word or two
for him to understand
that it is all shared
paths crossed..
then I knew
we were together
standing
with no space in between.
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