American Football from Pixabay

Fading Glory Years

Greg Prince
1 min readApr 18, 2019


Microfiction 12th grade musing.

Smoked a joint last night. Hanging with the pack. Climbed the flag pole just for fun.

Football games get us going. We all cheer for our team.

Love to sneak a beer with my friends. High school days, loud mindless jokes and screams.

Came home a little drunk, a little tipsy. Fell asleep and dreamt of graduation.

Woke up in a fuzz. Couldn’t remember my locker combination, still in a buzz.

Another toke with friends at lunch. School days fading away with a rush.

Meeting the future so fast, an awakening eye-opening punch.

Graduation Teen from Pixabay



Greg Prince

Bringing real feelings along with messages of inspiration and imagination to life. Awakening is the symptom of my infectious condition. Poetry is my condition.