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.