Game's End Poem by Dans Only
Game's End
I move my piece.
You move yours.
Our eyes meet
And for a moment
The game's forgot.
I saw you.
You saw me.
With a smile and a blush
Winning was unimportant.
The game was over
And life began.
Well composed piece.....love/life...can be a game...it's only when we run out of moves...is it really check-mate.............great write 10
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5/3/2024 1:36:48 AM # 1.0.0.1119
wow then who won? soooooooooo romantic lovely poem -10 anjali