Talking Out Loud
Talking the talk, wishing to walk the walk,
Brings full circle a need to act, not just wish.
Playing the game instead of gaming the play
Allows yourself a chance for personal growth.
The score of a game etched forever in print,
The way a game played is only in our memory.
We climb higher on stronger branched trees
That anchor down while taking in sustenance.
Birth is the union of man's sperm, women's egg
Independent of emotions initiating their fusion.
Death looms over our shoulders like morning fog ;
We're sure it will lift, but will we see the sun ?
Ronald C. Downie