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Jul 2014
sun plays peekaboo
with the horizon
i am awake
my hip aches
age playing tag
no...no,  i have dinosaur hip when i reach down
to massage the place
i find a gift from my boy
a tiny tyranasaurous rex
has left a lasting imprint
i am branded by toy

now sitting at the table kitchen
i read the mornings joy.... and despair from the
world of poets. hello!
gathering myself
together
over early morning tea
i organize my tin soldiers and wind up my clocks mentally.
big game today
big game everyday
the season  is long,
have to finish out strong
be crowd pleasin
no bench warming allowed forward full throttle
life is playing on thru...
life is  coming on strong
life the game we play
til the game's all gone.

go team!!!!
betterdays
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betterdays  F/east coast australia
(F/east coast australia)   
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