Why I Play

December 27, 2017
By ebwunn BRONZE, Clive, Iowa
ebwunn BRONZE, Clive, Iowa
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Play
because a part of you would die inside;
if you never again felt the thrill
at the beginning of each game
that comes from the knowledge
that something great is about to happen.

Play
because the passion burning inside of you like fire would go out,
if you never again felt the sting
of the ball slap against your hand
as it rockets towards the ground
on the other side of the net.

Play
because a part of your soul would be extinguished forever
if you never again felt the elation
as you realize that the cheering crowd
Is screaming your name.

Play
Because there’d be no more fireworks inside your soul
if you never again felt the happiness
as you look around at your teammates
and realize they’ve become your family.


In the end, play
because you can’t live without it.


The author's comments:

This poem was inspired by my love for volleyball.  I have played this sport since I was eleven years old, and volleyball has become such an important part of my life that it demanded that I write a poem about it.


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