Third-String Poem by Lamar Cole

Third-String



He was trying out for the high school football team and he wouldn't quit.
Even though he was losing his confidence bit by bit.
All the other guys were bigger and stronger.
And he didn't know if he could last much longer.
But he kept trying and didn't flinch.
And became the best third-string player on the bench.

Tuesday, March 5, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: football,people
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