Life of Cards
In Life I’ve tried to play my card.
I’ve tried, God knows, so very hard.
And yet, somehow it seems to me
That Fate misdeals the cards to me.
Deuces, fives and nines at best,
Whilst passing aces to the rest.
May I ask, O Lord, if you are able
To slip me a card under the table.
Or if you prefer, mark one with a pin,
So that I may win a hand before its time to cash in.
poem notes: -
Surely, ‘Life’ seems like this to all of us at one time or another, and for too many, it becomes a lifelong theme. Should the chance of just such a life-changing ‘opportunity’ arise, which one of us would truly feel that we did not deserve to take it?
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