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SPORT POEM SPORT POEM By: Javier Alba By: Javier Alba Valenzuela Valenzuela

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SPORT POEM SPORT POEM

By: Javier Alba ValenzuelaBy: Javier Alba Valenzuela

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My Little ScrapperMy Little Scrapper

Thinking back through all the Thinking back through all the yearsyears

How swiftly they’ve passed byHow swiftly they’ve passed byI close my eyes and bite my lipI close my eyes and bite my lip

Try so hard not to cryTry so hard not to cryYou were always such a scrapperYou were always such a scrapper

A raging thunderstormA raging thunderstormThe day you shed your diaperThe day you shed your diaper

You donned a uniform.You donned a uniform.

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My Little ScrapperMy Little Scrapper

Fear – never a factorFear – never a factorWith the toughest, there you With the toughest, there you

stoodstoodYou have the will, the soul, You have the will, the soul, 

the heart...the heart...But, I always knew you would But, I always knew you would 

I watch you while you’re I watch you while you’re sleepingsleeping

So still, so calm, sereneSo still, so calm, sereneOnce you step uponOnce you step uponThat football fieldThat football field

You’re one powerful machine.You’re one powerful machine.

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My Little ScrapperMy Little Scrapper

I marvel at your talentsI marvel at your talentsYou’re intense and dedicatedYou’re intense and dedicated

So keen, devoted, daringSo keen, devoted, daringJust as I anticipatedJust as I anticipated

Your qualities are endless Your qualities are endless You’re faithful, kind and trueYou’re faithful, kind and true

Righteous and respectedRighteous and respectedA leader, Josh, that’s you! A leader, Josh, that’s you! 

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My Little ScrapperMy Little Scrapper

Watching you play any sportWatching you play any sportHas always been a pleasureHas always been a pleasureYou’re masterful and focusedYou’re masterful and focusedMy pride - I can not measureMy pride - I can not measureAnd now my little scrapperAnd now my little scrapper

You’ve become a strapping manYou’ve become a strapping manSo stay steadfast … follow the sunSo stay steadfast … follow the sun

And be the best you can! And be the best you can!

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