Greyhound of the grass,
chasing down lost causes,
serving and sprinting and sliding,
a soft-handed, soft-hearted survivor.
a soft-handed, soft-hearted survivor.
Never give up,
son of Dunblane,
making angels smile.
British, Scottish, whatever you are
a superstar
a superstar
not in it for the money,
shifting left, right, forward, back,
a human cursor tracking a ball
at will,
at will,
tenacious to win.
Let's go Andy;
lets come and go.
Let's go Andy;
lets come and go.
Turning round bad situations,
championship point drama king
of the court,
your history lesson
(a huge relief)
our children can believe in,
(a huge relief)
our children can believe in,
kindness in that smile,
golden boy
golden boy
you made us proud.
I watched the match on TV. What a great match it was!
ReplyDeletea human cursor chasing the ball...ha...sometimes for sure...smiles...good to see you man...those guys wow me when i see them on the court...i cant move like that...smiles.
ReplyDeleteI hung onto every shot, miss, groan, whoop, fist pump .... I LOVE Wimbledon. Score one for the good guys.
ReplyDeleteHow cool was that! Great to read something of yours David!
ReplyDeletethought i saw something new there for a second...smiles...hope you are well..
ReplyDeleteHi Brian. Did have a new poem, but a glitch accidentally deleted it! A little bit frustrating as I couldn't remember most of it. (Sign of old age) David
DeleteI saw the same thing! Then I came here and it was gone. I thought I must have dreamed it but if Brian saw the same thing I s'pose it wasn't a dream :)
ReplyDeleteI live just 8 miles from Dunblane. We thought it was never coming!
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