where the score is finally tied
what determines how we both win
is going to be how hard we try
minutes tick away the time
while we wait in a final huddle
the buzzer sounds, time runs out
as we stand here in the middle
Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License
2 comments:
anticipation sets in lol.. nice one...
Told from a strong spirit! And the poetic meter, excellent!
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