God's Scribe Poetry Selections
Coach
She stands firm,
Feet planted,
Eyes fiercely secure,
And yet,
Hidden beneath
Her stony exterior,
Beats a heart
So soft and kind
That the angels
Envy her.
She guides
Her troops
Daily,
Walking alongside
Their tired bodies,
And leading
Their wounded souls
On to the victory
That God has
Granted.
Dedicated to Coach Pringle
All rights reserved, © "Freudy". Copying without permission for non-personal use is forbidden.
Feet planted,
Eyes fiercely secure,
And yet,
Hidden beneath
Her stony exterior,
Beats a heart
So soft and kind
That the angels
Envy her.
She guides
Her troops
Daily,
Walking alongside
Their tired bodies,
And leading
Their wounded souls
On to the victory
That God has
Granted.
Dedicated to Coach Pringle
All rights reserved, © "Freudy". Copying without permission for non-personal use is forbidden.
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