Sports Poem by Aimee Brimson

Back to our sports; were all wearing shorts.
On the courts we are,
Bouncing the balls.

Running, running up and down
Left to right.
Dodging the opponent, trying to keep the ball.

Throwing, throwing to our team mate.
Down, down the court it goes;
Like a bolt of lightening.

And the next thing you know their...
Aiming, aiming for a shot.
One try, two try they shoot and score.
The whistle goes
The game is over
The end of the basketball match is here.