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My Heart Went Cold

Fifty-seven years I'd trusted my pins* *legs to bend to flex, to twist, to spring my body to soar to the basket on wings Then one day as I gathered myself to take my first shot I felt my knees go 'creak' my heart went cold, I felt old and weak Sure enough, I had barely lifted up off the ground as for my shot, it arced mostly down I told my friends I felt a bit out of sorts And wept for the end of my romance with sports

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Kim Rodrigues

Date: 5/17/2021 4:14:00 AM

Yes, we never know what a day may bring! Several...several years ago I was playing hopscotch with kids and my ankle tweaked and that was the end of that. I will run with my grands but only to a point.

Tom Cunningham

Date: 5/16/2021 2:44:00 PM

Problem is we still think we're in our twenties and pay the price the next day. Only solution is a total body transplant lol. Tom

Ann Foster

Date: 5/15/2021 9:05:00 PM

So true so real... every word... Excellent write... Ann

Malabika Ray Choudhury

Date: 5/15/2021 5:15:00 PM

Yes, Gershon, you have expressed the frustration so well! Sometimes I wish I could go back, and do everything I didn't. Warm wishes ~ Mala

L Milton Hankins

Date: 5/14/2021 8:43:00 AM

Ah, c'est la vie! It comes to all of us, Gershon, sooner or later, whatever the endeavor. You've expressed the disappointment well.

Alkas Poetry

Date: 5/14/2021 5:53:00 AM

I started feeling this way at 35 when I noticed that I no longer followed the opponent's left wingers, I was a professional right-back in football ... it was the beginning of the end... salute alkas