Volleyball Poem by Lisa Zhao
Volleyball
Rating: ★4.5
As that ball,
gets served over the net,
my heart pounds,
as I get ready to hit.
First, the passer,
then the setter goes,
then comes my turn,
to hit the ball.
A perfect pass,
an amazing set,
now it's up to me,
to get it over the net.
My hand touches the ball,
I bend my joint,
boom! Everyone cheers,
I scored a point.
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4/25/2024 1:06:52 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Beautiful poem, I can relate to every word said, I love volleyball its my sport, congrats on the great poem!