BY CAROLE NICHOLS
The echos of cheers
Still ring in his ears,
Though the field is empty once more.
And it's been twenty years,
Yet his eyes fill with tears,
As his minds passes through the door.
He was a hero back then,
Scoring time and again,
And the love of his life cheered him on.
He didn't dream her love would end,
He lived for the very love she'd send,
Like the cheers, now the love is gone.
And the stadium is bare,
There's no one left to care,
As he walks through dreams of the past.
He remembers the cheers,
He longs for those years,
And a love that didn't last.
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