Greenstone

The smooth stone sliding through my palm.
Light reflecting off the dark green surface.
Slowly breathing in and out.
Getting ready to be on the court.
Staring at the circle shaped stone.
Hoping it will bring me good luck.
Letting it slip through my fingers.
The smooth edges turning in my palm.
Sliding it into my pocket.
Walking forward and feeling it bump around.
Grabbing the ball and shooting.
Hoping it will go in.