bobdubbloon

Moving Along

23:09:09 19 Sep, 2024

Trying hard to find the way l ask myself, again today, Who am I really? Do I care? What is this place? Why am I here? Do you get the things I say? What is this game I play each day? Who are these players, all unseen ? What does this pretty picture mean? Why pick me? I'm not a star. I do not shine. I cry, I moan and bitch and whine. I don't care for rules, can't follow the play I sit on my sofa and waste the day. Why do you care if I'm strong or detered? Why do you care if I write a word? All I know is that I am compelled gently, urgently, carefully held By rhythms flowing, Love, sun, friends To show up here Against despair To try, and try, to make amends. Wise Bishop takes Pawn at B2 Still fighting on, tho the options are few