The Game Winner
“Ball! Ball! Ball!”
Its perfect.
Gracefully scooped by the foot,
Rolling and racing
Accelerated by the swing of the boot.
“Shot!”
Its perfect.
She dives, she misses,
Jumping and yelling
I’m greeted by hugs and kisses.
“We won!”
Its perfect.
The game is over, we are champs
Celebrating and high-fiving
We do our victory dance.
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