Yes, I’m very tall–and yes,
I do play basketball.
I can dunk, but have to jump,
not just stand and reach up.
I am seven-two, and do
hit my head many times.
Weather up here is just fine:
sun shines on me and you.
My team does not win all games–
you fans remember those.
Other teams have tall guys, too,
who fight hard not to lose.
Coaches push us hard each day,
and we each have our pride.
When we lose we sometimes cry:
it’s tempting to slink by…
Courage, fortitude, it takes
to lose and face you fans.
Our team sticks together tight–
no one else understands.
-Steve Shoemaker, Urbana, IL, January 17, 2012
Views from the Edge 
Poignant. Interestingly, we all have our teammates in various avenues of our lives, and this poem would fit us all at times. Let’s remember, we’re all in this together!
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Hi Gloria, Steve has a way of doing that. Some of us remember better than others 🙂 Thanks for the comment.
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