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Why one team is enough for me in football

Posted on February 28, 2019June 8, 2019 by Dean

Why one team is enough for me in football

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British/Swedish poet/author. Pagan and lifetime supporter of both Chelsea FC and Linköpings FC. Feel free to use my poetry, as long as you link my name. All Poetry ©Deanthebard.com 2025

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Sad to hear my old friend James passed late 2024.

Sad to hear my old friend James passed late 2024. Hadn't spoke in a while but always recall our talk of football, Striker and wrestling days. Poems for you mate. See you on the other one

A comic that we grew up with
Became a beacon that we shared
Passed on each generation
Back then when we all cared

A hollow empty soul
Yet was full of hope and love
Times when we would laugh
And now you're up above

We used to get knocked down
As the song would say
Each time that we got up again
We lived another day

Through time we lost connection
Two souls drifting through life
I wished we had one final laugh
Talk about the pain and the strife

Now you have departed
Joining family in the sky
No longer alone in your daily life
The childhood dream is home

For with every squared circle
That we watched through all the years
Ring that final bell James my friend
For there are finally no more tears

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