The cards we are given to make the moves for a winning hand. To seal the deal, collecting the pieces to put in place into motion for consideration. Could you be mine. The moment is in front of us, going for it no matter how many points I fall behind, I will gain the yards to win the game. Smiles and laughter abound, surround, lifts me up to feed my soul, your love is my Super Bowl.
For the love of the game and for all the thrilling games this NFL playoff season and much love to The Cincinnati Bengals.
By Pamelap
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I am a Texas transplant from Virginia Beach and I love family, food, and entertaining with friends! On any given weekend you will find me out enjoying the city having dining & sipping moments with family and friends.
Besides being a foodie and an avid sports fan, l love writing as well!
I enjoy writing poetry, articles on my dining experiences and short stories. Look for my musings and written expression each day and let me know what is on your mind too. As my cousin, Kendra Edozie, quoted: It All Begins With Just A Thought.
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