Coach Vernell
More than a step coach, a visionary
Envisioned a team of his own
Envisioned a studio he would call home
Where step could roam free, and always have space to grow
Where his love for step could infest itself in others
Growing more by the day
In more than one way
Showing how to humbly win
Showing how to graciously lose
Teaching that a trophy wasn’t the prize
It was always the feeling
Feeling that you had step to confide in
Feeling mountains of joy without the win
Always pushing us through the storm
Knowing it would do nothing but pull us toward the glory
Glory that we thought of only in a dream
Where each step contained limitless power
Where each sound we made had endless meaning
Meaning that would order our steps
So that one day, we look back
And revisit his vision
That helped us step into our own
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