A Game I Call Jugar

The stress of the day, the theorem and proof,

The labor, the discord at last go poof!

And as we play, become soothed and aloof,

The old and the youth now free to go goof!

Caught in laughter as boredom flees,

There are no concerns on nights such as these.

Relishing in joy like warm water springs,

To play with you is the best of all things.

Build up your play ethic over the years.

Work another day and drop your fears.

The fountain of youth and mountain of gold,

In playing the truth is you can't get old.