Alone is the life of a checker board
Alone is the life of he
Alone is the board full of strife not a word
To comfort lonely old he.
Lonely is the world of a checker board
Lonely among the black and beige
No color as companion to lonely he
Two colors they mix, two only.
The colored squares dare not touch
instead they rest in peace
resigned to the life of a checker board
They decide to lie and sleep.
Hope you guys like it. heart
Nighttime writing
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