Poetic Flow

It's been quite awhile since I have put up a post. I've been relaxing and enjoying everyone else's fan posts. I still read everything that is AP and often chime in with my own thoughts or quirks, but haven't really felt anything worthy of posting. Reading Lanier's latest post pushed me to post a poem that I wrote a few months back.. By the way Lanier, I'm a huge Elvis fan myself. At any rate, hope you all enjoy it...

Disclaimer: I never claimed to be a poet!!!

I was born in Missouri in the month of December,
and I've been a Chiefs fan as far back as I remember.

Through good seasons and bad I always cheer,
but seems I continue to repeat "There's Always Next Year."

I am not old enough to have seen them in a Super Bowl,
it will happen before I die, or at least that's my goal. 

For the first time in awhile though, my spirits are high,
we finally sprouted wings and seem poised to fly.

From the brass to the coaching staff, all seems in place,
and it looks like this year's draft may have put us in the race.

Team speed was enhanced and the defense was topped with a cherry,
I can't wait to watch McCluster and Areneas, Moeaki and Berry.

The pieces are falling together and the puzzle is nearly complete,
No longer league pushovers, we'll be a tough team to beat.

I pray to the football Gods that all on AP is right,
that 2010 is a most glorious season with the playoffs in sight.

I digress from the team to expand on my gratitude,
to Joel and the boys for a change in my attitude.

I joined AP in March of O nine,
and my temperament since changed in this life of mine.

After disappointing games my bitterness was misdirected,
family and friends were the ones it affected.

Now I login to AP and can freely opine,
with fellow Chiefs brethren whose thoughts are like mine.

We do not always agree, yes that much is clear,
but my home away from home will always be here.