Sunday, October 7, 2012

The Very Day


I remember the very day I became a grown up.
My friends and I played football all morning,
then went home, had lunch, and then went back to play football
until the sun set so low we could no longer see the ball.
It was the summer, so that was late into the night.
The next morning I awoke and I noticed I was sore...
It was the first time,
Intuitively I knew it would not be the last,
I watched my dad after a long day’s work
So I knew what was in store for me

1 comment:

Dominique said...

Very beautiful poem!! I wish I had something memorable to say about the day I became a grown up lol.