Roller Derby

I fell flat--face first

Down on the ground

Hard.

Stopped short, mid-stride

Chatting as I rolled

Around the corner.

(Why I’ll show these young people a thing or two.)

All I wanted to do was

Join in the fun—

Ah, Family Skate Night.

Fellowship with the saints,

Be salt and light,

Share the joy.

I didn’t exactly want to lay my life down—

Well, not quite like that.

Yet there I was—

Cut lip, ravaged wrist,

Flailing legs,

A pile of limbs laid low.

Brother, sister, friend

Gathered ‘round with care

And offering aspirin,

Coming to the old lady’s aid

And proving once again

There are at least 101 uses

For a Ziploc baggie full of ice.

It was totally worth it.