Life is made of fifty two chances.
Twelve possible lovers.
Forty variations of life's moments and
Ten possible moments of love (hearts.)
I have four chances of being
A bold Queen,
Who has another four opportunities
To reign alongside her strengthened king.
Yet Jack proposed to me on four accounts,
To make me a wholesome and simple bride.
I accepted half of my chance and was blessed
With a diamond ring and his sweet caring heart.
But alas! Let poverty have its chance
To make me a pauper's daughter;
And when water must be dug for with a spade
Ten times to quench death with life.
But the aim of life
Is to live life's moments
Until a perfected
With a deck of cards,
We must live these chances
Until we either combust