Student Publishing Program ::

Mike Dooley

A Summer's Day

A cool summer’s breeze sweeps across the grassy field.

Men, who until today were still boys,

Suit up for the first day of football practice;

Coaches whistle screeches through

Hot humid air;

We run, we sprint,

Running backs show their flair,

Go through some basic plays,

Split up into positions and review the basics,

The few who can survive are worthy of pads;

The end of the day

Is full of play;

Charcoal from barbeques is in the air;

Sizzling hamburgers,

Splashing in the pool;

O, how I long for a summer’s day.