by Wow,
I am proud.
As proud as the Earth is round.
As how a whistle makes a sound,
And cheerleaders cheer loud.
Of myself,
And others,
For all your dedication.
Thank you for everything,
I guess the preparation,
Was worth the struggle.
Time moves low when things get tight.
I guess I might,
Just have to cross my fingers.
And move a little to the right.
Once a sub comes in a wonder if I am next.
The sound of the buzzer.
We best not rush her,
As she shoots those two small shots.
Only a second to go,
A foul, oh no!
I am sure it will be okay.
Keep your heads up,
Never back down and always go past your “limits.”
They may not name us,
But I trust,
That we won after all.