today i worry that
the ball i hurl at you
once you stop being there
will touch the ground uncaught
and i will have to wait
or rather watch if it is ever
hurled back at me in this game.
it is my folly
for when you were there
i was slow and even worse,
i cared less to throw!
had i picked it up faster
we would have had more play days
my friend.
how i wish
with all my heart
if you'd watch me play
and join this game now
and want as badly as i do
that a ball hurled
should always
find its way back to you,
we might be playing
for long; never letting
the damn ball fall
onto the ground, and
finish our lovely game ..
