I Remember Poem
I remember when I first played soccer
The way the fresh cut grass smelled
And how the morning day air scented
I remember taking a sip of my ice cold water
Like a jump in the pool after a hot summer day
The soccer ball's touch to my cleats
is a bouncy ball springing up from the ground
I remember my dad grabbing me by the waist and swinging me back and forth
Each time I recall this memory, I still remember the happiness of scoring my first goal
Smiling as the ball was kicked into the net
At that moment, I didn't think I would be playing soccer like I am today
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