There's this fire that burns within
Incessantly pours to kith and kin
Who can hardly get a grasp
But with zeal their attention you clasp
☆
A handful of others start to warm
Just little candle wicks that do no harm
An ignited passion for someone new
From an ember of all you do
☆
Through the beginner line amidst kids
Trips and falls, and slides and skids
Gusts of wind threatened the flame
Told to fizzle right out of the game
☆
Many a candle did die out
Teapot steaming through its spout
Energizer cuppa' tea for the family
Heading to watch young Emily
☆
But it wasn't just the young toddler
Her father was training her mother
In someone his lover had seen him enjoy
His zeal being the major envoy
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Emily's mother had her own passion
Evident if caught in action
One rusty ol' hoop in the backyard
And a worn net he'd strike into hard
☆
All their eyes held the same fire
Now more for all to aspire
A bonding moment with each other
Young daughter, father and mother
☆
She had always wanted to share it
That her man had always known it
As did he want to share her own
They both did in a place they called home
☆
Back to the very discussion
Of mutual or shared passion
The family's gym was proof of that
While Emily in the corner just sat
☆
Why did I begin on this trajectory
For well there was the enquiry
Do we need the common interests
Or to share each others' bests
☆
Now all Emily knew was that they all
Could play this-and-that ball
She never knew they had neither in common
But wanted to take each other's on
☆
They picked up fast and as did she
Multi-sporty and multi-lingual she to be
Though similar yet different
Their bond was everything in the end
☆
If they ranted to the family again
They might just go insane
How many times has a burning passion
Engulfed them beyond capability of attention
☆
Yet they care and so they stay
Try and listen to all that you say
May not hold up one torch
But you can always pass that scorch
☆
In the end respect mattered
How well you've bonded
However closer or farther from someone
Even with different balls, just have fun
~Z
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