James Shaw


Her Game - Poem by James Shaw

There is a girl who has such love for her game
No other fire can match her burning flame
Heaven can be seen in her eyes when she walks on to the court
Every shot, every block, every dribble in this sport,
Is her love and when she’s at peace
Each practice, each season, her love’s only increased
Love for the game made her what she is today
A great, person, woman, and friend even though it sounds cliché
She is my buddy and friend
And even more to learn no way this is the end

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 24, 2010



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