My neighbor's basketball hoop, all by its self with swings next to it
I still remember trying to make a basket on the swings
The hardest was trying to ride a bike and score
The best time was when I had a dunk contest
The rim at 8 feet
Trying to do ridiculous tricks
I still remember all the fails we had
All the times we went home with cuts and bruises
All the times we landed on our backs
Now when I look over there all I see is a lonely basketball court all covered with snow from the harsh winter we have had
I can't wait until spring so I can get back to My neighbor's basketball court