When you play your cards, to the finish,
Even when dealt, a savage blow,
Life will not stop, only slow,
The cards are dealt, day after day,
These are the cards of life, everyone must play,
In your hands, the cards may not fit,
As they say, life is what you, make of it.
that is call card of life..

beautiful write penned you've done, awesome work!

bert.~

That was one of the most clever creative poems I think I have read on this site. I actually thought it made sense but that's me! Great job I loved this one! Take Care! Brooke~