Frodo's Notebook

Game of Life

Sunlit beams of greater joys,
Moon blessed rays of subtle ploys,
Wind bound thoughts of happier days,
That's the game of life we play.

Star crossed love forever lost,
Simple song's eternal cost,
High grown fields of golden hay,
That's the game of life we play.

Crash of thunder overhead,
Blinding lightning of words we've said,
Gentle shower along the way,
That's the game of life we play.

Storm tossed hearts lying low.
Invincible enemy, untried foe.
Come what will, come what may,
The game of life's the game we play.


Joi Tribble

©1998

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