Pritha's pomes

Some rhyme, romance and a wee bit reason maybe, bear with me ?


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Games we play 

 
In light, in shade,

When time makes the glories fade,

Will we have all the answers we so desire ?  

Or have asked the questions, that were meant to take us higher ?
Will we look back on all the cards that were played just right? 

And yet know, there was a lot we gave up without a single fight ?

Will it all add up like it was meant to, and so much more?

Or will we look for ways to settle, or maybe this time, honestly fix our own score? 
Will we have checked with pride, every checkmate ?

And feel we made all the right moves to counter those of fate? 

Will it ever matter that the colors on life’s chessboard were right or wrong ?

Or just knowing this will be enough- 

         ….. for every missed note, we had a song…

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Pari patiently made her first chessboard with play dough. I watched her and retraced my steps. I have much to learn, including the game…

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