"Life is a game, life is a dance." - Grandma Carol
In memorial of Grandma C
Life is a difficult word to pin down.
On the one hand, life is a game.
When you are up to bat at the pitcher's mound
It throws you curveballs, and your head is in aim
Life cannot be predicted, nor can it be cheated
You cannot break the rules it presents
Yet you stood on your knees, and you pleaded
Hoping to change the outcome of the events
Life in itself is all a game
Yet life is also a dance
When life cheats you and you don't feel the same
The music starts bumping, and you are put into a trance
All of a sudden, there are no rules
Your body starts moving and forgets the rest
Your muscles ache, your sweat starts to pool
And so disappears all of your stress
For just a moment, life has been cheated
For forgetting the rules for just a second
Has given your soul the bliss it has needed
And life in itself starts to feel a little pleasant
Life is a game, and life is a dance
One cannot function without the other
So for just once, give yourself a chance
And learn to see all of the colors
Because life is not black and white, it is a whole spectrum
Initially, however, these colors you cannot see
It is only when you open your soul from the haunting of your phantom
That your soul is unchained, and now free
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