The Beautiful Game
In fields of green where dreams take flight,
A ball at feet, the world ignites,
Eleven hearts beat as one, in sync,
With every pass, a mind to think.
The whistle blows, the crowd's alive,
With hopes and cheers, the spirits thrive,
Through sweat and toil, they chase the score,
A moment's magic, forever more.
With every dribble, a dance unfolds,
A story of courage, brave and bold,
From keeper’s hands to striker’s goal,
The essence of soccer, it captivates the soul.
As twilight falls and lights aglow,
The love for the game begins to grow,
For in each kick, and every cheer,
A bond unites, year after year.