Write two haiku about: soccer.
Continuing on from yesterday's prompt inspiration.
This morning while Max was in daycare I borrowed the truck and brought a big load of firewood down to the house. Hopefully that'll last us for a while. Long enough for the snow to melt and the wheelbarrow to become a viable option again?
Probably not, but that would be nice.
Soccer? What are you
on about? You bloody Yanks!
It is called football.
* * *
The black and white sphere
travels in strange patterns. "Dad,
don't they want to score?"