LEGS

When you’re playing ball
and the wind is blowing your hair
and your legs are strong,
it’s a joyous time

I’m in left with the sun burning my back
playing close and daring anyone to
hit one over my head

A big guy on the other team
accepts my challenge and lifts one
deep. but I head back,faster than the ball,
and nab it over my shoulder

after the game, my girlfriend
tells me that a few of the fans
were asking my name and some said
I was a new kid with legs good enough
to run anything down

That’s how it was until I got fitted
for a set of round rubber legs so I could
roll to the sidelines and watch
the other guys play