My poem of Beauty: Football

Football

Feet quick as a whippet
He is Conversing with the ball
Kicking it into the horizon
The taste of glory
The cheers of the crowd urging us on.

Watching the keeper spread out,
To save the day and ruin the others.
Keeping his team in it
Last minute, let’s do it,
Goooooaaaaaaaallllllllll!!!!!!!!