Athlete
Athlete.
It’s game time.
I can’t wait to play.
I’ve been waiting for this moment since I woke up today.
Softball.
Crack of the bat.
Sweat on my face.
Giving everything I’ve got to move from base to base.
Defense.
On the ground,
Or in the air,
Whether catching or diving I’ll always be there.
Team.
Of these things nothing can compare,
To the passion in our hearts and the love that we share.
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