Year Ends
The school year ends
as the summer begins
and I am
once again
out with my friends
playing kerby in the road
and deadheading roses
without being asked
or paid
It is a service I provide
whether my neighbours want it
or not

Thoughts
It has been a long time since I threw a ball at the kerb and tried to catch it. I believe I still have the talent and should have turned professional. But there was no league and no pay. The world missed out.
What did you do to a world class level when you were a child? Those delusions were magical.
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