He came late to the cheering,
grinning like he’d always belonged.
“Can you believe this comeback?”
he asked, jacket crisp and new.
Last season, I sat here alone,
watched losses pile like old laundry.
But now, the team shines gold,
and suddenly, he’s by my side.
His voice rises with every point,
like he’s been practicing for years.
I wonder if loyalty can surface
only when success takes root.
Still, his laughter fills the seats;
his shouts echo my quiet pride.
And I think, maybe love forgives
the timing, so long as it shows.
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Well said. Your poem revolves around the complexities of loyalty and love, particularly how they can be influenced by success and timing. The poet focuses on a relationship that is rekindled or strengthened in the context of shared experiences, specifically in the backdrop of a sports event.
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The complexities of relationships and timing. A metaphor well employed and yes love does forgive the little things even time itself. Well done Gray
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Most welcome Gray
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