I saw them in the city park The dad was chatting on nearby; Her brother got her going, then He saw her eyes begin to fly And when she curved around he clapped, And helped her stop, and start again; For sometimes it's the boys we need Instead of those we might call Men
Sunset soccer, Fall football
No one notices at all
Light that fades at close of day
In that group of boys at play
Breathless with their motion’s heat –
Focus on the game, complete –
Heart and mind and strength and will
Sunset soccer
Time
Stands
Still
