For many years,
I played all the games,
and I continued to play
while the fun lasted.
But winning got old
when nobody was left
to see me win, so in the end
I gave up playing.
I know you’re probably
still playing all the games,
and that’s great,
I hope you are.
But for me, I think I’m
too grown up for games,
so I’m leaving all the wins
to you.
© 2021 Michelle Cook
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Writing prompt: Spoiled brats and games like that
*I decided to repost this one today since it goes with the prompt challenge for this month. I know I’m kinda cheating here as far as National Poetry Month goes, but I just didn’t feel like doing this prompt again.
You are never too old….
“That’s the real trouble with the world, too many people grow up” – Walt Disney
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😉 I really miss Walt Disney.
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But sometimes the heart still wants to play. That was amazing 😊
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So true… 😉 Thank you…
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Good use of a prompt.
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Thanks! 😉
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Beautiful work! 🎆
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Thank you John 🙂
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Thie was beautifully expressed. Yes, the game playing is over.
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Thank you 🙂
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Michelle, nice metaphor, at least the way I am reading it. At some point, we want a real relationship, not someone who plays games with your heart. And, sadly we all play these silly games to some degree until we realize that is not what we need or want. Keith
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Thank you Keith 🙂
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Well written 🌻
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Thank you 🙂
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