You have been waiting,
all year for this -
the day you celebrate,
a bowl full of bliss.
You both have trained,
beyond your own strength.
The blood sweat and tears,
goes no length.
The losses you suffered,
and the pain that you endured,
all led up,
to this final cure.
Still, it is not done yet.
There is three hours left,
until the end.
You scratch and claw,
for every inch.
So in the end,
the best,
comes out in a pinch.
- Author: Dion P. Crown (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: December 27th, 2019 20:11
- Comment from author about the poem: I know it may seem simple, but I wrote this piece for the four teams in the college football playoffs who are playing on December 28, 2019. The four teams are Clemson, Ohio State, LSU, and Oklahoma. Put God first Persistence is key
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