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Morning Coffee Poem

Game of who- I Am

By Anita Dillon Published 4 years ago 1 min read
Morning Coffee Poem
Photo by Alex Mihai C on Unsplash

Understanding that I have everything I need, born free in this world. A game being played, children’s hide and seek. Remembering who it is that we are, the roles are not cast in stone.

Winners remember that Love is the prized cup. Freedom from the Illusion that there is something wrong, this changes everything.

What game will you choose chess or checkers, the board is the same. To be a King or Queen or playing the black and red- sounds like Hell to me.

Remembering truth, I am a Queen and therefore can make the most moves. Defending my King is my role in this game played and God’s timer is set.

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Anita Dillon

Novice Poet and looking forward to exploring.

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