I remember

The smell of the freshly cut grass

On a hot summer’s day

Running routes all day

Until my body is dead

Catching passes from my brother

Feeling the pigskin

The sweet taste of water

When i finally get a break

Then back to the routes

As I Try to get better

When i drop a pass

He yells “5 more pushups”

The leaves beginning to fall

As summer comes to an end