You won the game—good!!
There was a loser in the game,
go over make them feel good—
There are two prizes in sport: the win
and how you carry the sport.
Perspective helps, I used to rant
and rave and throw tennis rackets.
I used to curse and trash-talk ‘til
sarcasm tore the flesh off roses.
I looked across and tried to tear you
down, instead of shaking hands
and lifting you off the ground.
Then I got a spiritual life and
started reaching high. I hate
losing still! But manage to find a win
within the loss, shake hands with
a friend who’s lost, make a joke,
reach across the net to the other side.
Score points with God when you keep
your cool, remember it’s a game.
Some day you’ll see, you’ll win the gold
and the other prize, the one that’ll make
you just as happy, a long-lasting chance
to remember back.
Remember friends made, you played
the game—kept your head up
respected yourself and others,
Now that’s how to play the game.
Hello! I like your Blog. I recently made a blog and was wondering if your interested in checking it out. My blog is also about sports
My blog is about poetry, actually, but good luck with your sports blog, Marquis!!!
natily & sal said:
We met in front of el sereno park
Thanks for sharing your ambitions you have a wonderful gift
Buddies!! So glad I stopped with you guys a moment!!! Please stay in touch!! –Bill
and thanks for the compliment!! traveling in Mexico, the poetry came to me… I just listen and write:)!!!PEACE!!!
Thank you!! You’re probably like me, and thought “sucking” was bad until you finally got a girlfriend!!! –Bill