My Gridiron Giant


On the eve of Battle, my GridIron Giant thinks about what will be!
His head bowed reverently low, humble on bended knee!
He says a prayer for Himself and his Brothers, that they will be Strong and Persevere;
That they fight this Battle with Honor, and bring Glory to their Senior Year!
He Prays that they hold tightly to this Bond they all well know;
A Love and Respect shared between Brothers that was forged so long ago!
He knows in this Bond is POWER, a Force too Mighty to be Beat;
No matter the odds against them, No matter the opponents they meet!
They are in this Fight together, He knows
each of them WILL NOT YIELD;
Until the last whistle has sounded and they've left EVERYTHING on that field!
He raises his head now slowly, for confidence
he does NOT LACK;
Tonight he is a Humble Servant but tomorrow night...
THE BEAST IS BACK!!!!!!!!!!!

Poem Rating:
Click To Rate This Poem!

Continue Rating Poems


Share This Poem