Cory Long Poet Rhyme

Football

Just like football i am..."
sitting in class working my tail off.
Practicing for hours
 so, I can  wear a letter on my arm.
The day of the  game has come.
All my friends wish me luck.
King of the halls is what I've become.
I can hear the fans chanting my name.
Nauseous  and scared I take the field.
Praying not to fumble the ball
I'll never live it down.
This is my time to shine for once.
Hands in the grass, ball in the dirt.
Stadium lights shining bright.
Take the field one last  time.
As helmets collide and dirt is flung.
The ball is thrown and that’s down one.
With ball in hand I make a break,
running down the field, going all the way.
Touch down! 
I  won the game.
 


Football contest

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Debbie Guzzi June 7, 2011 at 5:32 PM should do well! I just can't warm to the topic...now the men in the pants yes, but the game? NO it's just not worth brain damage? Light & Love

Carolyn Devonshire June 7, 2011 at 9:15 AM Dear Cory, I love the way you use football as a metaphor for life. If you changed the first line, you could enter this in the football contest. It's a winner for me! Love, Carolyn PS -- so happy about your book! Cory Long June 7, 2011 at 2:28 PM aww thanks, im am very excited..cory

Linda-Marie Sweetheart June 7, 2011 at 9:05 AM super creative and a great insight into the emotion of the game cory.. if for the football contest.. good luck luv..this is a cool one sure to do well ...