The game of life

by nsparx   Jun 4, 2006


When I was young..
Very very young,
As young as young could be,
I stood short
In front of my dad so tall
Asking all that shall be
Down he talked
With words that remain in me
Sweetie, to live fulfilled,
Without a worry or fear,
All you need to know
And then my work is done
Life is a game
and not a war to be won

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