Thinking back through all the years
How swiftly they've passed by
I close my eyes and bite my lip
Try so hard not to cry
You were always such a scrapper
A raging thunderstorm
The day you shed your diaper
You donned a uniform.
Fear - never a factor
With the toughest, there you stood
You have the will, the soul,
the heart...
But I always knew you would
I watch you while you're sleeping
So still, so calm, serene
Once you step upon
That football field
You're one powerful machine.
I marvel at your talents
You're intense and dedicated
So keen, devoted, daring
Just as I anticipated
Your qualities are endless
You're faithful, kind and true
Righteous and respected
A leader, Josh, that's you!
Watching you play any sport
Has always been a pleasure
You're masterful and focused
My pride - I cannot measure
And now my little scrapper
You've become a strapping man
So stay steadfast ... follow the sun
And be the best you can!
High School Football
My Little Scrapper
Published by Family Friend Poems August 2008 with permission of the Author.
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