marching tigers

through hot summer days

and freezing fall nights

we are a mismatched family

glued together by a love for music

and a desire to become better

we march and march and march

 

through tempo tears

and forgotten notes

we are a determined team

fighting for our place in state

and we march and march and march

 

through rough rehearsals

and perfect runs

we are a courageous army

undeniable, tenacious

we march and march and march

This poem is about: 
Me

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