Goldfinch60

Playing The Game.

Onto the lawn we went,

My friend and I

Ready to compete

By knocking balls through,

Balls through the hoops.

There we were in the middle of summer

Dressed for a winter’s day.

The rain was drizzling down

So we had wet gear on.

We started playing,

The rain eased

So we took of the coverings

And played in normal clothes.

Then the sun came out

And I was in a summer shirt.

We played our games,

Played with joy and pleasure.

We had almost finished

When once more the heavens opened

And again we played in the rain,

Until the end.

The weather never stops us playing,

Playing the game we love.