January 20, 2020

 

Champ

 
 
 

Champ

A champion-class skater
at the playground rink
in my black figure skates;
I left everyone in the mist
during games of buck-buck,
they could not catch me,
I was too fast, flashed past
burning a trail on the ice;
the older kids got jealous and
wanted to beat me up, but
could not catch me, ha ha,
I laughed at them, the wind
in my face, it felt good to be
the best at something, no
one could take that from me
easily; only if I let them.






Article © Wayne F. Burke. All rights reserved.
Published on 2019-06-03
Image(s) are public domain.


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