Hold That _____, II

Another poem was punted into my brain just now. It was begging to be written, so I took a moment and here we have it: ^_^

Charlie Brown - by Charles Schultz

Hold That Football

I’m trusting you, here, Lucy.
And you’ve let me down before.
But I really think you’ll do it:
Hold the football on the floor.

I’m almost sure you’re honest
and truthful when you say
you’ll hold that football steady
and you won’t pull it away.

And now I’m getting ready
to run and kick that ball.
I’ll kick it to the moon, I will!
I’ll kick it through the wall!

I’ll kick that football higher
than its ever been kicked before!
And now I’m running at it,
. . .
. . .
. . .
And you’ve let me down once more.

And I lay here in the gravel
and I look up and hear you say
that I never should have trusted you
and then you walk away.

“Augh!” is all I mutter as
I lie there in my pain.
And then I think of trusting.
And then it starts to rain.

And all that I can ponder
in the grass, soaked to the bone,
is that it’s better to be trusting
than to have a heart of stone.

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6 thoughts on “Hold That _____, II

  1. “And all that I can ponder
    in the grass, soaked to the bone,
    is that it’s better to be trusting
    than to have a heart of stone.”
    love this !!!!!

  2. Pingback: Poetry | Drift of Bubbles

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