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Soccer match on the community green

Summer is over, as fall arrives here is a memory of the long summer twilights:

7 o’clock.

The lengthening shadows

creep across the park

though the sun, hung low in the sky,

shines bright and warm.

Little boys, like erratic ants

scatter.

Running, pushing, climbing, playing.

Parents, talking, laughing,

Mingling and re-mingling,

Slowly drift across the grass

to take their places at the side of the field.

A small child squeals indignation

at some lost freedom,

An elderly couple on an evening stroll,

smile briefly, indulgently, and move on.

A dog barks.

A call brings the small boys to scrambling, jostling order.

A whistle blows.

In the long shadows the soccer match begins.

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October 24, 2009 - Posted by | Verse and worse

1 Comment »

  1. “Soccer Match on the Community Field” – LIke this!

    Comment by Karen Hayes | November 3, 2009 | Reply


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