by benidormWellington, New Zealand
Apr 2014 377 Views 6 comments
The game
Lift your game
I played the ball in my court.
Was down and beat, the coach yelled out.
You can do anything if you believe.
After this I thought of course.
On the last set I gave it my best.
Broke the deuce got advantage and won the set.
I looked over the nets saw her eyes the love and zest
that fueled my fire.
I played the ball in my court.
Was down and beat, the coach yelled out.
You can do anything if you believe.
After this I thought of course.
On the last set I gave it my best.
Broke the deuce got advantage and won the set.
I looked over the nets saw her eyes the love and zest
that fueled my fire.
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Posted: Apr 2014
About this poem:
Owe how sport and good company in anything we do is so good for ourwell being.
Surround yourself in the best you can.
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Comments (6)
My comparison was way off with our time difference.
Think were twelve thirteen hours difference.
Very nice indeed..enjoyed reading
Martina xxx
Much appreciated.