Bounce, Bounce

Bounce, Bounce

I jump with strength, every ounce

I grab the ball and it sets me free

I feel like the best me

I grab the ball and begin to dribble

I feel anxious, but just a little

This is my home where I grew up

I would surely never give it up

The feeling of the ball leaving my hand

is like going to see your favorite band

As the shot goes up I hear the screams

And I know that I have helped the team

Nothing is better than being on the court

It is where I have the most support

My friends and family

Have always been there to support me

So as my high career comes to end

I know I will return to the court again

Bounce, bounce sounds like happiness

I do not think I will ever get tired of this.

 

 

 

 

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