Gladiators of the numbered turf <br />Helmeted heads and padded limbs <br />22 soldiers on the field <br />No more, no less, at any time <br />All have stadiums they call their homes. <br /> <br />Swift of foot and quick of mind <br />A scoreboard keeps the points and time <br />Score points by one, two, three or six <br />By passes, runs, punts or kicks <br />Winning brings them glory. <br /> <br />Most mother's want their son's to play <br />When son's are born their father's start to say <br />Where and when their son will play <br />Parents eagerly await those cherished fall days <br />When Football is in season. <br /> <br />Upright goal posts at either end <br />Each team starts with their own direction <br />Weekly successes bring winning seasons <br />Sometimes the coaching can be the reason <br />The final scores tell the stories. <br /> <br />When January starts to draw near <br />The Championship games will soon be here <br />Fans are either elated or dismayed <br />To see if their teams get to play <br />and be this year's Gladiators in the Superbowl. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />(January 23,2011 Wausau, Wisconsin) <br /> <br />(c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved<br /><br />Christine A Kysely<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/football-gladiators-lyric-poetry/
