FOP #2

16.4 First Time

The first time that I stepped upon
The hallowed Croke Park sod,
I closed my eyes and said a prayer
And gave the crowd a nod.
I sang the anthem loud and clear
And when the match was done,
I clapped my teammates on the back
Proud that we had won.

16.5 Wild Card

If I won the lotto,
I'd build a chocolate house
and a candy flavoured boat
for when it melted down.

I would drive a new Ferrari
or own a Porshe or two,
I'd whisk away on holiday
I'd be sure to bring you too.

But if I won the lotto,
I wouldn't change at all
despite my newfound riches
my head would remain (relatively) small

16.6 Form

Sunshine trickles down
and tickles butterfly wings
to laugh in meadows

16.7 Clothing

In a rush, such a hurry!
I knew I should have packed last night
before having to rush to the bus.
Sandals? Check. Shorts? Check.
T-shirts and toiletries are set,
I think that's everything, lets go!
It wasn't until on the jet that I remembered
the unopened packet of boxers on
my bed. Oh. No.

16.8 Love

You held my hand with the same
vitality now, when visiting me in the
nursing home as you did when
we went for ice-cream in the parlour
sixties of years ago.