Student Works Poem
by LaKaya S.
January 22, 2008
Game
A wooden court and leather ball.
Its a fast paced game all in all.
From end to end and back again.
Each team scores every now and then.
The game is close the whole way through,
Excitement surrounds me and you.
Us, cheering as loud as we can,
The game stops, the team makes a plan.
Buzzer-beater soars through the air,
I am standing out of my chair.
The shot falls and the game is done,
Over, ended, the team has won.
The winning team full of success,
They are better than all the rest.
Victory is sweet as honey,
The world is then brighter and sunny.
