A Sports Person

This is a poem of hope,

 a poem of peace. 

It is short and sweet, 

simple as a bird going tweet.

I just want to say 

Covid please go away 

that is all I have to say. 

You glow in the day,
A shadow at night.
As kids climb you they scream with delight.
The sky turns pink, gold, and red.
You sit there watching. With nothing to be said.
You bloom in the spring,
And loom in the winter.

Swish. Bang, Dribble. Shot.
Crane my neck up at the hoop.
Girp the ball, it will not droop.
Put my feet on the line.
Oh please go in ball of mine.
Hands in positon.
Watch my vison.
Defense ready.
Box out go.

Attack.
Why so much violence, Why so much power.
Everything insane, Messed up with all our glory.
Our pride is being hurt.
Our lives too.
Why are we not scared of what's happening to us too?
One person can start a fire.

He let's you climb up his braches into the sun.
Celebrate him. It must be done.
I can't belive i'm saying this now. But the tree is a king.
So give him a crown.
He deserves it by now,
Hug him tight around.