Too many yesterdays, etched in our mind,
Moments and memories you left behind.
The roar of the crowd, your smile in the sun,
A match never finished, a life half-run.
You played with your heart, wore passion with pride,
Now echoes of silence stand where you’d stride.
Gone from the pitch but not from our song,
The minutes feel empty, the days far too long.
Not enough tomorrows to see you again,
To witness your fire, to cheer through the rain.
No more first touches, no final goodbye,
Only questions and tears as we ask why.
We hold on to yesterdays, bright and bold,
In jerseys and stories and memories told.
You lit up our lives, now shadows remain,
But we’ll carry you with us through sorrow and strain.
Rest now, Diogo, your legacy stays,
In hearts that still chant you in endless replays.
You gave us your all and though you are gone,
Too many yesterdays carry us on.
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Author:
Jane Walker (
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- Comment from author about the poem: In moments like these, words often fail to carry the weight of what we feel. The loss of Diogo Jota has left a deep ache in the hearts of all who admired his spirit, his talent, and the joy he brought to the game and beyond. I've written this poem, Too Many Yesterdays, Not Enough Tomorrows, in memory of him, a reflection on grief, love, and the cruel imbalance we feel when someone is taken too soon. May it speak for the silence, and honour the memory of a man who gave us so many yesterdays to treasure.
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Comments2
A great tribute to a player who's tragic death ended a career and the joy of fans. A wonderful poem of commemoration.
A wonderful heartfelt dedication to the early loss of a talented player and the joy he gave, nicely expressed and written
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