Now and then when I look back
I know I can see less and less
Just like a thrilling game of chess
White moves and waits for black

But black's last move is soon forgotten
For white has made a strong attack
And black needs time to doublecheck
Look how pale his face has gotten

That's why each move is put on paper
A perfect record of each match
A history to learn and read

That's why I feel the need
To take my pen and catch
Each second that too soon will vapor

ML (16-4-2000)