First Grade Recess

I wanna wear rainbow-striped leggings like Carly
or a bright pink tutu with Zoe’s sparkly shirt.
I’d like pigtails or a vivid
purple flower clipped
in my hair.
I’d like to run with abandon
hollering after a ball
and do a leaping high five
when I catch it.

I want to jump rope–double-dutch, in fact–
“Ice cream, Ice cream
cherry on top
How many boyfriends
do you got?”
and count As High as I Can
until I miss

I want to skip away with my friends
and giggle at a joke,
without a care in the world.

But alas,
I’m here in the background
standing still, dressed in
blase black and khaki,
watching from afar
with a whistle and a name tag
around my neck–Official-Looking–
and bewildered by all these rules,
remembering My Schedule,
keeping things in line…
wishing I was 6 years old again,
even if just for a day.

Similar Posts

  • Weather Change {a #poem}

    birds top right and center….from our deck   jlc   The chickadees chatter and chirrup “a cheep, cheep chick-a-dee-dee!” bullying for position on the fence post. There’s an argument about breakfast and who goes first and “hey, no cuts!” Doesn’t matter there’s an over-spilling feeder full of seeds– all the birds are hungry. It’s a change-of-weather morning…

  • Prepositions-A Poem of Praise

    Overcome by the quaking  power of God’s sweet presence Around the shoulders of  friend-draped worshippers Across the room to the children raising,  praising, lifting small hands Surrounded by incarnations of God  in these multi-colored people Next to sweet-voiced sisters  and deep-throated men, I’m looking~~eyes up and over and through the windows,  past the summer-waving trees…

  • Gossamer Faith

      Sir spider suspended, still but for the invisible jarring of his aerial abode. Does it frighten him to be held by strength he cannot see, to scuttle across the sky, limb to leaf knowing the opposite anchored end could detach in a blink? Still he spins in space, hovers across my path while I dodge and…

  • Roller Derby

    I fell flat–face first Down on the ground Hard. Stopped short, mid-stride Chatting as I rolled Around the corner. (Why I’ll show these young people a thing or two.) All I wanted to do was Join in the fun— Ah, Family Skate Night. Fellowship with the saints, Be salt and light, Share the joy. I…

Leave a Reply