I was once told to go seek what ignites passion within me
I found long lists of pleasures and inspirations aplenty
After sorting them through, I came up with the F three
They are The Father, My Family and Football
A strange mix you may say, but within them I revolve
Life encaptures at least one, with all that I resolve
Institutions to be respected, all I do seems to involve
The Father, My Family and Football
The Father, Lord on high…… my teacher and my guide
You are the one who keeps my honesty, in your commandments I abide
You either carry me through my hard times or you are there by my side
Dear Father, bless my Family and our Football
My wife and my children, I puff out my chest
They give me pride and satisfaction more than any man could digest
I will guard them till my last breath, my life to family I invest
Lord and Father to my Family bring on Football!
The breeze on my face. The crowd’s buzz on high
The anthem, the flag and a shameless tear in my eye
Adrenalin overtakes me like the ball I CAN FLY
A gift from the Father to the Family we embrace Football
I said it was strange to combine such extremes in one breath
But I will embrace these three passions till the day of my death
Never underestimate the power of the F
The Father, The Family and the Football
Wonderful! I agree whole heartedly. I have only one exception--not football, but painting. Painting is one of my own passions, but I go back to the first (The Father) to thank Him for that one also. I have really enjoyed your work.
Jessica