My Sanctuary

I don’t know how to feel about the day to come Mixed feelings of nostalgia and anticipation overwhelm me I go back to that musty school yard field The field I thrived on and learned who I was on Every foot decorated with gorgeous arrangements of accomplishment The place of worship in my own way, this place is my church I learned a lot about life and what being a man is about on that field It’s the only love I have ever known that hasn’t hurt me It’s the most reliable friend I’ve ever know and ever will As I step onto it, the memories hit me like a gust of wind The sweat I sweated and the blood I bled…….all in the name of teamwork I remember those ten other guys across from me in the huddle We had traveled to the depts. Of hell together and survived…as one All those two-a-days in the one hundred degree heat, the struggles The heat of the moment, the cheering, winning….the losing We did it all together…then at once I think “I’m going to miss them the most” The adrenaline…the heat….and the lights God am I going to miss those lights…and that end zone baby Above all else though… I’m going to miss the guys