Viva le Difference 

I see a young man wearing navy blue shorts,

Kicking a soccer ball all by himself at the sports complex.

He’s setting it up,

Kicking it in!

He makes the goal!

His odds of winning are good.

He may even make the team.

It seems possible,

Or maybe he could represent his home country 

In the Olympics or World Cup someday.

He now sees me on my bike.

Does he surmise the possibility that I might ride

In the Tour de France someday?

Fat chance!

Just another old nameless lady

Pedaling slowly along the hiking trail 

On a golden summer afternoon.

-jenn