Remember, the time of year when the future appears like a blank sheet of paper a clean calendar, a new chance. On thick white snow You vow fresh footprints then watch them go with the wind’s hearty gust. Fill your glass. Here’s tae us. Promises made to be broken, made to last. by Jackie Kay […]
The Football Pitch that Dad Built . Dad made a football pitch in our back garden. He mowed the grass Marked it out with creosote And built the goalposts. They had real nets. . He painted the posts white Just like on Match of The Day And sent away to a special company for the […]
Soccer . When I hear the whistle It’s like a cannon Giving the signal for the game to start A war between warriors With a victory on their mind With the aim of bypassing the keeper, Getting the ball inside the goal The ball touching the net Setting off the crowd Hearing the screams From […]
Dad on the Line . I’m playing in this big game New kit, great pitch Proper goals with proper nets All of a sudden With rattle and scarf And a flask of tea … there’s Dad Come on, my son! says Dad Square ball! says Dad We are the champions! says Dad Que sera, sera. […]
