My Life, My Game

My Life, My Game

A Poem by Livenrite

As I inhale the warm spring air

I exhale rejuvinateion

The smell of fresh green grass

Dissolves all of my frustration

 

It gives me time to think

About my life and where I stand

What it is I want for myself

My every dream, goal, and demand

 

I'm staring into the field

A footy game is being played

Each palyer seems so focused

With every particualr move made

 

I cant help but to observe

Each team's wittiness and trust

Working together to win

Their perseverence is a must

 

Even when one team starts to lose

They continue on with the game

This is when I realize

That in life, it is just the same

 

 

 

 

© 2011 Livenrite


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Sometimes it's just good to sit on the sidelines and observe life.

Posted 13 Years Ago


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This is a amazing work of art. I often like to observe while pondering the important things in life. I like the message of persaverance that is well diplayed in this poem. Wonderful job

Posted 13 Years Ago



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Added on February 25, 2011
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Livenrite
Livenrite

Brooklyn, NY



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I am Lieba B.W. and this site is my sanctuary:) Love being a part of this writing community and I hope you enjoy my work:) Cheers! more..

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