Hopscotch
The writing is on the hopscotch black floor
Written with white powered chalk
1, 2, 3, 4
Sliced and diced
Like a throw of a dice
A hop, skip and a jump
5, 6, 7, 8
Tears for a broken heart
Bleeding out way too fast
Stuck to this same mesmerising spot
Unable to jump forward or turn back the timeless ticking clock
It won’t stop!
9 and 10
Torn and stripped once again
One more throw of the dice
Is it double or quits?
The black well worn floor is all that remains
The powered chalk now gone
A hop, skip and a jump
No returning to number 1
Threw the dice of life
Life over and done
Hopscotch won!
Toria
28/7/2022
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