IT'S JUST ANOTHER GAME

Like a trip,
good until the last mile,
when you finally unpack,
and sit and rest awhile.

Like a song,
good until the final note,
performed with a passion,
that the composer felt and wrote.

And so it is,
with this life that we live,
it's just another game,
we give all we can give.

Like a meal,
good until the final chew,
meant to be enjoyed,
until it is all through.

Like in football,
good until the last down,
the winners will celebrate,
the losers will frown.

And so it is,
what we do each day,
it's just another game,
it won't change, come what may.

Like a love,
good until the last trust,
it is time to move on,
when nature says you must.

Like a life,
good until the last tick,
it could end from time,
it could end from getting sick.

And so it is,
with all that we do,
it's just another game,
and it's all up to you.

Like a movie,
good until the final scene,
enjoy all the action,
and all in between.

Like a day,
good until the final hour,
only you can decide,
if it is sweet, or sour.

For you rule your roost,
you control your game,
is your mind is open,
it will be now,
it will be exciting,
it will be an adventure,
it will never be boring,
or ever seem just the same.
 

©Written by: Ed Kassirer
June 16, 2003

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