Conditioning practices for years
Cuts, bruises, concussions, and broken bones
Commitment; giving your blood sweat and tears
Loving our coaches, even when they drone
After practice panting like a dog
Running fast as a cheetah, red as a rose
The best weather to play in is the fog
After diving in the mud, sprayed with a hose
Goalies saving the game when needed most
Cape Cod games oceans as blue as the sky
Not too cocky but proud enough to boast
Winning games and feeling like you can fly
Teammates are family, sisters, and friends
Setbacks, injuries worth it in the end
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I apologize if this looks choppy in your screen, if it does let me know I will try and fix it. Anyways, I hope you liked the poem!
xx
~ashley
