This time I won't catch the ball
I see it's perfect shape
and bright colour
flying towards me.
But I won't catch it.
Sweaty hands and trembling feet,
I don't stand on the right position.
It might hit me on the head,
or pass through my slippery fingers,
I know I won't catch it.
As we played you and me,
we passed the ball to each other,
at times it was a perfect play
of give and take.
But you hit hard or to slow or not in my direction,
and I won't catch it.
Not this time.
We lost the game,
and I don't know if it is because of me, or you.
Eventually it won't matter,
the results speak for themselves.
A lost game this season doesn't make us losers.
Let's change strategy.