Games of childhood still are fun

especially played with else someone,

moving marbles back and forth,

east and west and south and north.

Word games too are ready made


one whose memory doesn’t fade


one whose words are more than few


likes to use them as I do.

The Game of Life is in a box

that’s quite secure and with three locks,

Father, Son, and Spirit Wind;

this is the one that has no end.

Go to center try each latch.

Winning now,

it’s game, set, match . . . 

Photograph: “I like it, but it is a horror that the chief has that extra hole in his head:)”