Wilson
By Dennis Gugger
My round body aching,
Getting smashed from side to side
Over the net and onto the ground.
My yellow skin color starts to fade
My fuzzy hairs slowly start to fall off
My round body becomes looser and looser
I will either
Get someone mad or ecstatic
Their game depends on me.
I cannot give up.
Getting smashed into a racquet is not fun
But helping some one achieve their dreams,
Is something
I’m willing to hold on to.
Getting Through Life
By Dennis Gugger
Life is like a
tree
They sprout out into the world
Not knowing what challenges lie ahead of them
So small, so fragile
In need of a lot of care
They slowly start to grow
Getting taller and taller
Higher and Higher
Until,
suddenly they get cut down
