Jay LeBron

Missing The Field - Poem by Jay LeBron

I walk now feeling unimportant and alone.
And oddly missing the sweat and aching bones.
I ask myself why, why did I cry? When I wanted it to end,
Was I telling myself a lie? Was it because we lost?
Or was it because it was all over?
Or maybe it was the fact that we'd play together no longer.

For the first time in my life, a piece of me died.
What was once routine,100 yards we would stride.
While it was happening I wondered what I would do.
Just work on my grades, try to get into a good school.
But all that feels irrelevant, and somehow strange.
Why in the world would I want to bring back all the pain?
On the back of those jersey's permanently etched are our names.

For most, football is forever gone.
For few, playing for some big college they will go on.
But those days that were spent.
In the years that were meant,
To be the 'good old days' will always stay.

And for the rest, the dreams of glory slowly fade away.
Now all I've got left are scars for memories.
And blurry images of praying on my knees.

It hasn't been that long since I said goodbye.
But I can already tell its true what they say.
'You'll remember these days for the rest of your lives'.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, November 1, 2007

Poem Edited: Thursday, April 21, 2011

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