TBS 7-29-2023, a poem<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Bounce, bounce, bounce the ball. Share it with your friend. \n I\u2019ll just hold onto mine, <\/em>\n I\u2019m fine the way I am. <\/em>\nBut it\u2019s time to play. Look! If I send it out, it comes right back again.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nHow can I trust I\u2019ll get it back? It\u2019s been taken away before. <\/em>\n It was broken, all a mess, <\/em>\n so many pieces strewn upon the floor. <\/em>\nYou\u2019re dreaming sis, it\u2019s God\u2019s gift, so there will always be more and more.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nBounce, bounce, bounce your ball. It\u2019s the only way to be! \n Stop! Stay away! Don\u2019t force me into your game.<\/em> \nAw, relax, I only want to play. \nDon\u2019t you see, the light of joy can\u2019t shine in you until you share your ball with me.<\/pre>\n\n\n\nI want to, but I\u2019m so afraid. What might opening my heart mean? <\/em>\n I\u2019ll lose control, and look a fool, to be rejected once again. <\/em>\nOr, become one of the gang. We just want to dance and sing. \nCome on \u2026 let\u2019s play and be filled with joy. After all, this life is just a dream.<\/pre>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"