Lifting The Trophy : A Freewrite.

On the green grass of the field,
The players take their stance.
With determination in their eyes,
They prepare to take the chance.

The ball is passed from foot to foot,
As they move towards their goal.
Each player knows their role,
As they work together to reach their goal.

With a burst of speed, the striker moves,
Towards the goalpost, they are focused.
They dribble and they weave,
And with a swift kick, the ball is hocus-pocused.

It sails through the air with grace,
As the crowd holds its breath.
It hits the back of the net with a bang,
The sound of victory, louder than death.

The players jump with joy,
As they realize what they have done.
They have won the league,
Their hard work and dedication have finally won.

The trophy is lifted high,
As they celebrate their triumph.
The sweet taste of victory,
And the glory of winning the championship.

This is the moment they will remember forever,
As they drive home the ball to the goal post,
Winning the league, carrying the trophy,
Their hard work and dedication are what mattered most.
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An entry into @mariannewest everyday Freewrite.