Poems and Poetry

When the Light Does Not Shine as Brightly | A Poem by Roy Pullam

The clock
Has no more time
The cheerleaders
Left their pom moms
For marriages and careers
The letter jacket
No longer fits
The strong body
Gone to middle age
With the slow erosion
As years pass
But his heart wishes
The cheers never ended
The fight song
Still plays
Young girls
In their prime
Still smile
In recognition
Of Friday’s glory
He thumbs
The brown headlines
Calling back memories
That have no equal
In the life
He lives today

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