Dream.
I Could be a Quarterback.
Backyard, Cold Air Gray Clouds,
Memory.
Dad’s in the Den,
Wanna Play Catch.
He Wants to Relax,
Watching His Team Lose.
Desperately Wanting to Win-
I’ll Kick a Field Goal for Ya!!
But I Can’t Even Clear the Fence,
Try and Try.
Dream.
I Could be a Quarterback.
Maybe Next Time.
Throwing the Bean Bag Ball in the Basement.
Alone, I am My Own Receiver.
Pitched Perfectly, On a Dime,
TOUCHDOWN!!