I went to the park to hit a few tennis balls for the very
first time in years, but when I got there the courts were not bare so I turned
to walk off my fears.
I walked and I walked for forty long minutes but when I got
back a new pair had come and they took the one court that I needed. The wall lay behind them and it stopped most
their balls. These were surely the very
last seeded.
I watched as they played, as they ran and they ducked, drank
water and bounced balls with flair. I
watched as she watched and he ran madly around while the balls just flew
through the air.
I sat and I waited for twenty long minutes and not a single
ball was hit back! I thought they’d
give up and go home at last, but their zeal really showed no lack!
I watched and I criticized each little flaw. My patience was beginning to wane. How dare they play on when I had dreamed I
might dare, to hit a few balls for a change?
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