*Raise the ball up high

do not let your focus fall

Ace! right past his face

*The point is all mine 

tennis is no sport

all I hear is the nonsense

* Insignificant

silence them with cheer from crowds

all that matters now

*Forehand down the line

they support me all the time

my coaches see me

*Do not give up now 

you are closer than you think

my team cheers louder

*I see the trophy

eluding me for so long

it is almost mine

* Tennis is my life

next time the trophy is mine

practice makes perfect






The poem explains what I love and what makes me happy, and notable for. Although I do face defeats in games, I always improve and become a harder opponent next time.

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