Soccer Rhyme Poems

When playing basketball
being tall is best it's thought
but that's not all
wearing saggy baggy shorts on the court
needs keen hand-eye coordination
plus being fleet of foot
and have...

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How lucky we are every morning when we wake up to hear this voice inside our head say:
Let’s do everything we can to make today...

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No prophesy, epiphany or convoluted scheme
Forecast it’s not. For sure, no joke. And isn’t a pipe dream
But something tells me, instinct chimes, we are so...

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There are places that I have got to go. 
I’ve got my tunes cranked on the radio
Playing “Wild Thing” while the kids all sing along.
It...

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We watched our granddaughter Ava play her last official soccer game…
Her final season as a goalie is complete…
It’s one of those milestones in life we...

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I am adopted and a single child
having a stammer since pre-school
I also loved soccer to play and watch
at 12, I got to go to my...

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The the funny thing about dreams is…
When you stop and look at the person you came to be….
you wonder…have I chosen this dream…or has this...

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We went to our Ava, our granddaughter’s, soccer game the other night
and once again I was shown
how everybody…every family…has a story of their own.

We saw...

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True Christmas Miracle 

Huddled in muddy trenches, the soldiers heard an eerie sound.
Troops were English, French & Belgians, and as they looked around,
The sound was...

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I love my Soccer Saturday's.
Today's the day that my team plays.

Sit back, relax, enjoy a beer.
If my team scores, you know I'll cheer.
My feet up,...

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In the heart of the city, where legends embark.
Stands the famous old stadium, they call Villa Park.
A club full of honours, with a history so...

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   Paint on an old city wall
   First to catch your eye
   All the people you knew
  ...

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I grew up living in the countryside
an only child, adopted and on my own
it's something I've never regretted at all
looking back now like a river...

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Kicking stones is one way to pass time 
Other times will be riding the bike
There are many ways that you can find 
Take a walk...

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We’re taught that time moves ever forward…in a solid line…with no slack…
that the eyes of time stare straight ahead…never looking back.

But we have found the...

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