Wearily walking down lanes of yesterday, fatigued and <br />absolutely drained of energy. <br /> <br />Then putting in a CD, turning it on and listening to <br />the music touch senses with an intense pressure, feeling <br />good, bringing being alive again. <br /> <br />Taking it into stairwells, getting ready to climb to <br />heights of intellect, becoming self, energetic and lively. <br /> <br />Playing the game of life again, defining meanings of <br />designs, creating them for future poems.<br /><br />RoseAnn V. Shawiak<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/playing-life-s-games/
