cooper weekend writing

On the cold Saturday morning

my feet remember the damp cold uncomfortable soccer boots,

my legs remember sprinting my heart out and getting tired and sore,

my body remembers being quick and sleek across the field,

my arms remember swaying there ready for the ball,

my hands remember having the ball and then kicking the ball,

my face remember being freezing standing in the goal,

my mind remembers that I will be back again next weekend.

By Cooper