I wrote this poem for my son who recently graduated from high school. He learned a lot about sacrifice, selflessness, and teamwork during football. He knows what it means to work hard and get things done for the sake of others. He knows how to leave it all on the field and lay it all on the line. I’m proud of you Will Evans.
He puts his joyful hands in the dirt
Warlike-look around his eyes,
Ready to battle and get to work
Unheeding of the cold and hurt,
An unbreached wall his only prize.