My Physical Therapy-Sports Poem Poem by Kathryn Marie Thurman

Your strength is strong,
but your pride is something more.
Your heart is where it belongs,
in your team and sport you amor.

It calls for hard work,
each and everyday.
so your potential may perk,
and sweep everyone away.

Blood, sweat, sacrifice and tears,
are the elements that push us on.
And the traditions from past years,
remind us that we are the new dawn.

When i step on that field,
all my worries go away.
Because this sport is my emotional shield,
so with focus, my feelings are not displayed.

I always work hard,
a hundred and ten percent.
I always want to charge,
but you have to be humble and think you only decent.

Although you maybe the best,
it's not fair to the other.
You have to give your ego a rest,
and help one another.

My sports,
are my life.
its my drug,
and my permanent temporary.

i have a better jugdement,
of right and wrong.

Because of my physical therapy





FIELD HOCKEY/SOFTBALL