POEM: But on the Eighth Day He Created the Twelfth Man

By Carol Smith

I drive to work five days a week
Show up on time, promotions seek
Help kids with homework, settle fights
Read bedtime stories, turn off lights

I watch my temper, walk the dog
Eat healthy so my veins won’t clog
Wear shoes that mostly look the same
Don’t know the latest Rapper’s name

I’m not too handsome or too tall
Will hold my wife’s purse at the Mall
Have never been accused of cool
Try hard to keep the Golden Rule

But then come Sunday, hair in spikes
I leave the world of skates and trikes
To join all other Twelfth Men who
Like me that day, bleed green and blue!

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