Men Vying For First Place Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Sitting here at Devonshire Senior Center watching a pool
tournament my husband is playing in, nine men vying for
first place.

All of them very good at billiards, at times someone will
mess up or miscue and lose the game, sometimes winning
overall.

Enjoying their fifteen minutes of fame, all smiles and
laughter as they get their pictures taken, getting their
awards and seeing themselves upon a plaque of winners.