Running around in the August heat, <br />Nothing but green grass beneath my feet. <br />Between the lines marked by fives, <br />Only the strongest survives. <br /> <br />With Him watching from above, <br />I endlessly play the game I love. <br />He is where I get my power, <br />Pouring down like a rain shower. <br /> <br />Victory is the only way, <br />No other reason to play. <br />My only confession, <br />It is my beautiful obsession.<br /><br />Brian Richardson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/beautiful-obsession/
