A man in stripes, the whistle-blower.
My sister, the team’s star player,
Myself, a screaming spectator.
A play, a dribble, a pass………..
A point guard, their jump-shooter.
Myself, the fierce ball packer.
A foul, a free throw, a net……….
My son, the hang-time slammer,
Myself, the clenched breath holder.
a rim, a dunk, a score…………
My grandson, the new shoe squeaker,
Myself, the misty eyed sigher.
A clock, the game time-keeper.
Oh, what a darling picture. Is it POSSIBLE that he is playing basketball?! And such an incredible likeness to PJ! Deja Vu! Love, Alden
this brought back wonderful memories for me…thank you dear one…Coach Gwen 🙂
LOVE!!!!!!! Amazing how many ways you’ve viewed your favorite game. Now, I think the next step is you need to coach Sears’ team… 🙂
Waht a cutie! God Bless