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.