The time is ticking and the game is in my hands
I can hear my fans all up in the stands
Hear it comes the moment we all wanted to see
I get tackled short, right near the three
I look up not knowing what will be
I look over at the stands as the fans are staring at me
I think to myself this is it I’m done
All of sudden a clap appears from my son
All of a sudden everyone joined along
Then I realized everything I have done
Now I know what is meant to be
All I cared about was my son to be proud of me
Ben Kaiser
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/proud-of-me-2/
