The Game Called Life

• Freya O'Callaghan, Grade 6
• Poetry
• 2022

Lights shine babies cry, there's a new soul in the world,
Starts to walk, makes a mess, sleepy and quiet time to go to bed.
For a new journey will start tomorrow.
As they grow bigger and stronger they start to talk,
You can not stop the chatter box for they have found a new language,
More fun will begin as they grow older
Roller coasters and and water slides will have been found.
In their teens grumpy and lazy hating everything,
Shopping, buying everything in sight.
Eating the house down, slamming doors,
But don’t worry for they’ll come back home
In your arms once again sharing and listening to their journeys across the world.
Meeting family old and new
Now on the deathbed saying goodbye to family and friends
Take one last breath before the big long sleep
Now up to heaven where you will wait till the other's arrive.