The Game Of Life Poem by Paul Reed
The Game Of Life
We rest here now for a while
Having come safely through the storm
We have run another lonely mile
But come from the cold into the warm;
Now everything is once again ordered
Everyone is happy and calm
Peace, momentarily, been awarded
And you are still on my arm;
Despite the trials we have made it
Now we raise a glass of wine
"To the game of life, we played it! "
And passed through the finishing line
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4/28/2024 12:41:15 AM # 1.0.0.1119
such a happy moments has to be captured in a such lovely poem, thank you for sharing with us...10/10