There Are No Rules Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

It's so easy to play the game of life and love, yet there
are no rules on how to stay on track with either one.

Lifting spirits happens when everything is on an even
kilter, when off balance nothing seems to be sensible.

Trying to attain tangible aspects throughout our lives
takes focus, concentration and intensity of purpose,
which is very difficult to maintain for any length of
time.

Moments come and disappear without ever consulting us
or letting us know when they are going to separate and
fall apart.

We take our chances in life and love and usually are hurt
in many circumstances that we find ourselves in.

Doing what we are able until our last breaths on earth
we are never able to sustain either one of them in our
pursuit, of happiness.