My Treat

 

Growing up, I never was a runner, racer or

jumper, never climbed higher than the low

branches of a tree.

Rarely did I lead the way or take first place

in any event I ventured into. In baseball, I

never homered, only managed occasionally

to make it safely to first base.

In my lifetime, blue ribbons and trophies

did not stir an interest within me; winning

was never a part of my game.

I played Scrabble and Monopoly, folded

mostly with a loosing hand at poker too.

But I loved to draw and paint. Found my

calling in the arts as something useful I

could pursue.

Never had a bevy of friends either, was

generally grateful in the company of one

or two.

And as I progressed in life and was forced

physically limited into old age, I found

it acceptable to be alone and reclusive

mostly with my music, reading, writing, a

dog and memories to occupy the mind.

As a child I did win a cake walk once

at a school carnival. Weekly these days,

I add a devil’s food with chocolate icing

to my grocery list. That’s quite a treat

and you might say, the frosting on the

cake for me. You can keep your trophies

and first place.

                     -30-

Chris Hanch 4-17-2021