Saturday, October 24, 2015



Running around in the uncut prairie with a football at their feet
sometimes kicking the orb and sometimes just the mist 
with no worry on their minds or frown on their face
just huffing and puffing to score one or maybe a brace
even the dark clouds marveled and waited with bated breath
because at least for some time the men were children again ....  

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