Coach of a sport, the coach of my life.

The confidence you walk,

the positive way you talk, 

the anger you never yell, 

the help when your players fell,

I see the passion in your eyes burning like a fire, 

you think I see you as a coach but more than that I admire,

at the end we fell apart,

but coach you will forever be in my heart.

This poem is about: 
My community

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