Certain Decisions

Benjamin Jenkins, poem, poems, poetry, writing

As all things, it must grow naturally.

Why get mixed up in it?

For the love of the game.

It’s on the wind.

It’s in their mannerisms.

It’s from their actions.

It’s about that time.

It’s read in shadow.

It’s guided by light.

It’s the barriers of time.

It’s the creation of memory in those confines.

As all things, it must grow naturally.

Why get mixed up in it?

For the love of the game.

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