Field Hockey

by Kendra   Oct 31, 2005

Step on the field and your worries waste away,
Its like the beginning of a whole new day.
The whistle blows and the ball is hit,
Even the fans have to stand; its impossible to sit.

The clicking of the ball becomes your own heartbeat,
Youre on a roll when you hear, tweet, tweet.
Its not against you, but the other team instead,
So you wind up for the free hit looking ahead.

You drive the ball with all youve got,
Sending it to the circle where your forward takes a shot.
The goalies there to clear it out,
From the sidelines we can hear coach shout.

The whistle is blown, Blue, Time Out.
Walking to the huddle, on every face I see a pout.
Feeling discouraged, and not knowing what to say,
I fell silent as coach began with a cliche

You girls can do it, just find it in your heart,
We came onto the field with a very strong start.
Just when you think youve given it your all,
Push a little harder when getting the ball.

Let today be the day when you are able to say,
I gave it my all every minute I played.
Let this be the moment when you can stand proud,
When scoring that goal and hearing the shouts of the crowd.

Leave the troubles of the day behind you,
Focus on the players dressed in navy blue.
This is your new family, there to catch you when you fall,
To cheer you on, call you out, and pass around the ball.

With every mistake a new lesson is learned,
With every success a reward is earned.
Dont be afraid to try your best,
Because in the end, thats the greatest success.


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