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An Athlete�s Dream    #4

An athlete�s dream
Brings his face a smile
But the athlete�s life
Is filled only of beguile

The beguile that brings
The athlete a frown
The frown that is caused
By the coach�s letdown

The coach that keeps telling
The athlete he�s needed
The coach that keeps lying
And is being conceded

And always again
The athlete is told
That he�s a sure thing
And his hands are of gold

And when the game comes
And the team is in trouble
The coach looks around
Giving only a mumble

�Will anyone play�
The great coach dispels
As he looks at the athlete
The athlete�s heart swells

The athlete sings out
Yes coach, I�ll play
But the athlete again
Is thrown away

An athlete�s dream
Brings his face a smile
But the athlete�s life
Is filled only of beguile

May future athletes have better luck than I.
Before Their Time    #5

Sometimes they�re taken
Before their right time
And everyone knows
They�ve done no real crime

While on this earth
They�ve brought us great pleasure
The children have loved them
Way far beyond measure

The Lord just decides
They�ve done their due time
And the time has come
For them brightly to shine

The reasons for leaving
Are things we don�t know
The Lord has his reasons
Even though they don�t show

The time they have spent here
Seems only to short
But the memories they leave here
Bring tears of all sorts

The tears that we cry
Of the loved ones quick death
Are tears that we know
Won�t bring them warm breath

So why do we cry
These tears of great sorrow
Because we all know
A quiet morning will follow
Who Am I    #6

Who am I
This boy you see
No one knows
So stop judging me

This boy you see
May never frown
But deep inside
He�s of no crown

This boy you see
Has a past unknown
So how could you
Even pretend to condone

This boy has had trials
Regardless your thought
And has overcome them
And lessons were taught

But of these great lessons
Of which memory�s retained
Nobody knows
Of the intelligence gained

So as you sit
Thinking �what an odd child�
Did it ever occur
Maybe his past has been wild

Maybe this boy
Of which you don�t know
Has had his past battles
And received his fair blows

I tell you right now
He�s had his fair share
So don�t you rebuke him
Oh, don�t you dare
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