So much thrown at me,
And up against a wall
I feel like I've spent my life,
Playing a game of dodgeball.
Something thrown from the left,
So I dodge to the right.
Trying to keep from getting hit
Has been a constant fight.
Occasionally, I am blindsided
And hit square in the face,
But I know I can't quit playing,
So I pick up the pace!
Sometimes it really hurts
And leaves quite a bruise,
But I keep right on dodging
Because I don't want to lose.
But now that I've gotten older,
I understand the game a little more.
Keeping your eye on the ball is wiser
Rather than trying to watch the score.
Now that I'm an accomplished player,
I can give good advice to you all.
Keep dodging to the right or left,
But never lose sight of the ball!
Life's Challenges
This story is so cute & true! It reminds me of the middle-school gym. Oh sure, everyone's best buds on their way in, but once the whistle blew, it was everyone for themselves!
Playing Dodgeball
Published by Family Friend Poems March 2020 with permission of the Author.
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ABOUT THE POET:
I just love writing poems! I have always had the sincere desire that my words would be able to help another person. To lift them up, to inspire them, and to help them through a difficult time. That is my hope, that my words would reach those that are hurting.