Cold Days at the Pitch

By John Lambo

 

Aboard a day in Sue’s minivan loaded with soccer balls,

Across two local towns,

Along steep hills and long roads,

To a turf field owned by Joel Barlow,

At the bottom of a hill,

Underneath a bright blue sky,

On the turf: Brendan, Tommy, and Derrick,

Outside, tall green trees,

Beyond freezing, gold minivan parked,

Through gates and rocky paths,

Aboard the pitch, we unpacked our bags,

Without caring about the cold,

We played soccer