The Soccer Game

• Peter Athanassopoulos, Grade 6B
• Poetry
• 2017

On the pitch
Waiting for the opposition
Waiting, waiting no one comes
There they are
Coming from the dressing rooms with a smile
On the pitch they come
The whistle blows
The game begins
We all charge for the ball
They make a mistake
I get the ball
I have a clear shot and two other options
I shoot
The ball is soaring through the air
It hits the back of the goal
I’m over the moon, GOAL!