Hopscotch

I jumped too far

Skipped the box

Sliding down on the chalk colored sidewalk

Skinning my knees on

Number Seven

Lucky number finds me crying

Wiping away the dusty blood

Some skip right by me

And others keep up

With Double Dutch

Keeping the paces

So as not to tangle

Not to fall

It seems I've been left alone

On my own to comfort

My painful misstep

And shut my ears

To the girlish laughter

Shrug my shoulders.

Give a chuckle

Die a little inside and

Jump back up on number Seven