Still Waiting

I remember those summer evenings after school

Dashing into the house to change

And dashing out again to play

The basketball court beckoned to us……..

A place to meet…to play…

To be part of a team….to grow…

To win….to lose….to learn…

To be there for each other…..

      The thump of energetic feet

Keeping pace with the dribbling ball

Playing in the spirit of the game

The constant challenge to net the ball

The gleeful laughter, the disappointed sighs

The failures, the euphoric highs

The battles won and lost, the lessons learnt…….

More valuable than school

Today it stands silent and alone….

Waiting for children who never come

Looking at the sky and bemoaning

The early loss of childhood…..

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