The Size of Your Dreams
By Anthony E
Walked over to the park today
Saw a game being run up n down
Who's got next I say
Three bigs turn around
"Kid you're too small"
"Kid u can't play"
"Gotta be tall"
I heard them say
Rejected not selected
Felt terrible all day
Didn't buy it, but sat quiet
For my chance to play
Game point, a player down
They point in my direction
Who me, could it be?
Humbled by my selection
Two feet short, but on the court
My defense, biting, intense
Proving my game, quick hands insane
Stole his pocket, pure excellence
After that crime, pulled up on a dime
Slipped the dish, heard the sweet swish
Players stop, drop to give me props
No feeling was better than this.
Size is just a pencil mark on the wall
The basketball doesn't recognize small
Work that iron will, handle that pill
Dreams don't stand still and never will
Size don't matter much though it seems
All that matters is: The Size of Your Dreams...
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Author Notes: Short kid's book that reflects on dreaming big, not taking no for an answer, and working for a goal (pun intended).
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