Gershon Wolf Poet Tail-rhyme

Michael Jordan Really Cared

There once played a Chicago Bull
To spellbound fans, a stadium full
His name was Michael Jordan

He jumped above the rim so high
It seemed his head might touch the sky
His dunks were legend

He made his team into world champs
Impressed on it his signature stamp
A fist-pump in the air

Yet more than all the points he scored
More than all the memories stored
Jordan really cared

He posed for photos with his fans
He'd set aside his private plans
He stayed humble

He'd just show up, a huge surprise
The kids would gape, wide-open eyes
Their tongues a-jumble

He'd play with them, and praise their moves
Then thunder-dunk, as if to prove
He's number one...

The years have passed, yet we recall
His majesty when he played ball --
And all the fun

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M. L. Kiser August 17, 2019 at 6:17 PM Because he loved the game, not the fame. Too many want that fame and don't care about the game except what it can do for them. Imagine a dream team, they all love the game for the game's sake; fame is not important, still they win. Now that's a dream team! Gershon Wolf August 17, 2019 at 9:37 PM Sounds like you're a real student of the game, as you are absolutely right. Jordan loved, and respected, the game... :) gw

Ronald D Thompson August 15, 2019 at 9:43 AM Nice one Gershon!! RT Gershon Wolf August 15, 2019 at 10:43 AM Thanks, RT. Appreciated! :) gw

Sandra Adams August 14, 2019 at 7:37 PM one great basketball player that always comes to mind when i hear mention of the sport....nice poem in his honor my friend :) hugs Gershon Wolf August 14, 2019 at 8:27 PM Thank you so much. MJ really was special. A one-of-a-kind hero in Chicago. :) gw