This poem is inspired by my son’s football (soccer) game today …
Still 15 minutes left to play.
Should I quit and huff and puff away?
Or should I give it my all and let the chips fall where they may?
I choose to matter.
To make a difference and play.
Whatever the outcome I am in this to stay.
Try for one more pass. And one more shot.
First 1 goal. Then 2.
Dreams can and do come true.
That’s all the time left to change this score.
Do I play to win or not to lose?
The difference is subtle and rests on my shoe.
I take a chance and shoot and before you know we are up 3-2 to boot!
So is it really true?
That fortune favours the brave.
Or is it just a question of showing up to play. Everyday. And most importantly – today.