The Autograph Book

I look
Through my book
And find names of those
Who have played the game too

And then left
To retire, and light
New fires,
And find new desires

So many sweet memories
Of dear old friends,
It’s sad to lose track of them
Once their career ends

I wonder if that will happen to me?
I guess I will just have to wait and see.
Until then I look in my book
And savour the happy memories.

Written for the poem per day challenge, March 15th, 2005