In My Loss, I also Gained
Barely seventeen, and full of such hope,
my future, in the grandest sport,
I was a fantastic athlete of renown,
scouted by great colleges, all to court.
My feet so fleet in their motion then,
only a few could keep up with my pace,
great arcing spirals of the leather football,
I well kicked in distance, as all, I was to face.
Much support and grand hopes, i did then assume,
for quite a time in those days,
few better young men to wear the numbers,
and in my attempts in running the plays.
I gave each effort, all of my best, back then,
for to me, there was no other way,
astounding all, to witness my play,
drawing fame in my name, to come what may.
Suddenly came the end, to all future inspired,
a grievous injury, i sustained at this time,
on that grey moment, came a torturing pain,
all hopes would be dashed, in my climb.
My spine was so harmed, my recovery was long,
and no more athletic aspirations, I had,
my life felt to be over, and in all that I tried,
my heart ached even more, and left me sad.
My iron clad determination and with true grit,
summoned then, I lived each day in its time,
facing the good, with all the hardships,
came a valuable lesson, learned in life's rhyme.
For, onward I walked, and up stairways, I climbed,
to a success, I so earned, in my resolve,
our hurts and wrong steps, in the life we all live,
is a mystery left for each, then to solve.
As I look back in time, I still feel the pain,
of those moments, so long in the past,
our Human spirit and strength, we all try to find,
and these things help us each to last.
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