This blog is a boiling point of ideas,concerns, dreams and love for a game that forges a bond like that of mother and child,in the country of my birth.
Thursday, November 17, 2011
to rugby players
There are little eyes upon you,And they're watching night and day;There are little ears that quicklyTake in every word you say;There are little hands all eagerTo do anything you do;And a little boy who's dreamingOf the day he'll be like you.You're the little fellow's idol,You're the wisest of the wise,In his little mind about you,No suspicions ever rise;He believes in you devoutly,Hold, that all you say and do,He will say and do, in your wayWhen he's grown up like you.There's a wide-eyed little fellow,Who believes you're always right,And his ears are always open,And he watches day and night;You are setting an exampleEvery day in all you do,For the little boy who's waitingTo grow up to be like you.
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