Memories Of The Game Poem by RACHEL ZARANTONELLO
Memories Of The Game
Why are you always
on my mind?
A single good reason
is all that I find...
The way you make me feel
not always so blue.
The pleasure you give
with the things that you do...
I cannot explain it,
I don't question why.
You saved me from myself
and never had to try.
Those are my memories of you
of laughter & fun
It's all about playing the game
Until you've lost or won.
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