Whatever Happens Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Whatever Happens
Standing back, thinking, pondering his next move,
shooting too slowly, not even hitting the ball.
Another player stepping up, shooting on cue and
leaving others in no man's land.
Looking, wondering, trying to anticipate his shot,
not realizing that it won't really matter.
Because whatever will happen will affect the out-
come of the winner or loser, no matter what.
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