Wear the
same clothes; listen to the
same music; walk the
same walk:
High School.
The day ends.
Now.
Clothes don’t matter. Talk doesn’t help. You walk
in shoes that no one owns; work
at moves that none can stop; sweat
through workouts that never end; push
against your body that wants to quit and your mind that’s sure it must.
You
make people
uncomfortable.
But you believe in yourself
despite Doubt,
despite Fear,
despite Pain.
Because you are Different
at the end of the day.
Because you wrestle.
Wow! Love this! So powerful and lyrical.
Thanks for reading it, Linda!
A celebration of the athlete! Beautifully done.
so intense!
Awesome! I love it and have to share this with my son, who wrestled in high school.