Boots
By Jordan C
Published 16 September 2015
My boots look
like hard work and dedication
streaked with black, green
and grass.
My boots feel the rain
they hear the lightning roar
as it strikes –
I strike the ball.
My boots are snakes
they’re fast
with sharp teeth
always trying to beat the prey.
My boots are nimble
they speed past the enemy
so fast that –
no one can catch me.