Playing The Game Of Life Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Playing The Game Of Life



Playing the game of life now for sixty-five years,
winning and losing, at times coming even.

Sorrow outweighing the joy, yet life has been kind
in certain ways, taking me down paths of nature
where I've become one with it's essence.

Beautiful and enticing, touching my heart and soul
with tender mercy and some compassion given through
good people God has placed in my life.

Friday, January 8, 2016
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