That Old Back Yard
Years ago, we put up that old
goal and net.
That's a day the kids won't
ever forget.
But they grew up, got
married, and then all moved away,
And that old goal looked
lonely every sunny day.
The net's all frayed, and
worn, and almost gone,
And we felt a piece of our
happiness had moved on.
But now the grandkids are
shooting at that old goal.
And that makes me feel good
in my soul.
That old backyard is happy
again.
Kids smiling and playing like
they did back then.
Gonna get a ladder and hang
up a new net, my friend.
That old backyard is having
fun again.
Our family's like that steel
rim and basketball game.
It changes, but it still
stays the same.
If there's one truth written
from above,
It's about family, God, fun,
and love.
Ron Larson is a retired
community college professor (Ph.D.) and has had both fiction and non-fiction
published in various journals over the years. He has been writing poetry for
the last two years. His poems have been accepted by such diverse magazines as The
American Dissident, Big Pulp, and WestWard Quarterly.
This is the truth you get on your 65th birthday or thereabouts! Thanks, Ron.
ReplyDeleteAn open goal is always a magnet! Mature piece, much to savour! Best wishes Ralph.
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