This poem is intended for an audience of all ages. The purpose of this poem is not only to tell but also to help the reader visualize what the concept behind it is and make them feel like they are not only reading but also experiencing this given event.
Stepping foot on the soccer field, he feels his heart beating stronger
But that means nothing to him; it will just help him play longer.
He looks at the crowd, looks at the fans
All standing and cheering and clapping their hands.
He closes his eyes to smell the fresh air.
Imagining that the crowd is not even there.
He takes his position with his team by his side.
Ready to let loose, he’s got nothing to hide.
The game starts as the whistle blows.
He is ready; this is the path that he chose.
He calls for the ball as it lands on his feet.
The crowd dead silent, holds on to their seats.
He moves with passion and shifts with grace.
He knows, when it comes to running, he is first in the race.
He races towards the net, with only one thing on his mind.
To find the opening, that was the way of his kind.
He shoots the ball with great power and force.
It hits the back of the net staying on course.
He celebrates, as the crowd jumps to their feet
Seeing that even the coach got out of his seat.
The game is done as the whistle blows.
He is happy; for this is the path that he chose.
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