Seeker's Holiday
Flying through the air,
whipping my blue jersey around.
I fly by the trees
everything a blur.
I stop
everything a tiny speck
below me.
A rush of wind past my ear
wicked laughter behind me.
I dive
hoping to throw him off.
I see the glint of gold
on the far end of the meadow.
He doesn't.
I quickly stop,
he barrels right past
as I turn around.
Flying down the field.
Thinking
I'm going to win.
Fingers reaching out
towards empty air.
Out of the corner of my eye
a blur of green approaches.
I scrabble
for the tiny golden ball.
He streaks past,
with the little gold ball in his hand.
Staring in a daze
as the gold cellophane
crinkles in his hand.
I smile at him triumphantly
clutching the fluttering ball
in my hand.
He laughs
slowly realizing the trick I pulled on him.
Landing on the ground
while I hover beside him.
He pulls me down,
off my broom
keeping hold of my hand.
The clock chimes six
interrupting our peace.
Dashing to the trail head
side by side.
He grabs my arm
before I reach the fork.
Steel gray eyes
not meeting mine
as he places
a crumpled piece of paper
in my hand.
Leaving
without a goodbye.
I look down
at the note he gave me.
The next day
when I see him,
I run up to him and kiss him.
I never thought
that he could be
in my life.
I'll chase right after him,
he is my golden snitch.
He is my wizard love
and my only wish.