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How we play soccer

{How we play soccer}

I call out, voice horse from all the yelling.
I left him for one minute, and he was gone!
Silly puppy, he doesn’t know what he's doing.
He just wants to run an play.
I call out once again.
I'm getting a bad feeling about this a really really bad feeling.
All would be lost if I lost him.
I would just lock myself in a room.
But Again I call out his name.
And again.
No rustling of leaves that tells me he's coming.
Just my heart, sinking.
And this stupid sore throat.
Still nothing.
Running down the road I trip and fall.
So I get up, not feeling the blood running down my face.
I search far and wide.
Always calling his name.
There's no where else to go.
I go back to the yard and grab my soccer ball.
I start kicking my frustration out .
Then I hear him.
I cry out his name with a different tone.
He smiles a doggy smile while jumping up on me.
I don't care about he mud this time.
I hold him tight.
He's fighting for freedom.
He looks at me, his eyes saying.
"Lets play soccer"
I agree.
But first he licks my face clean of the blood.
We play a good game.
But I know he let me win.

Copyright © Caroline Lohrey

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  1. Date: 12/10/2008 11:15:00 AM
    Soccer is my national pastime... it will always be in my blood. You play with emotion sow well here... apparent loss and frustration, then the reuniting. BRAVO Caroline! Best wishes, Keith