I won't write about Football or Cricket,

Or any other sports name,

I will write about life

The worlds really big game.

Tension clings to every sinew

Dripping through sweat laden brows,

As hands turn to grip fists

Firmly at the players sides.

Watching the first game
of the season is a treat.
Getting everything ready,
an incredible feat

Second Half Victory

Down, forty-two to nothing at the half,
They flee a mess, to locker room refuge.
The sounds of disappointment,

Life's Game:

Pass the red ball around

Don't let it hit the ground

Hold it too long and you're bound

To break the rhyme and