“Game”

I have you here by my side I believe.

Huddled together like a pack,

Just you and me.

When aches become a routine

And maturity is challenged. 

When trying gets you nowhere

For circles have no end.

When tears are not timed 

And shadows get darker.

When the heart beats a little slower

With limited courage.

I look for you

Calm and prepared.

Waiting for the huddle

To restart the game we play each day.  

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