Some dice to practice

How happy I am already, I breathe happiness.

The animal I am, my nature to always grin. I give you

My gift to keep, some dice to practice belief.

Incredible, each throw’s a chance, called luck,

Practising to win my whimsical heart, play romance.

You win. I lay back down, looking at the sky, when you’ll

Pass by. When by chance you throw your life to me.

For I gave you weighted dice, filled with my love for

Thee. When Fortune’d make you cry, you’ll be happy as me.


Posted

in

by

Tags:

Comments

Leave a comment