The Shot and the Spirit of Uncle
I am the boy who has come to this court for the first time.
I am behind the rim trying to make a full court shot.
The breeze is in the air, I bend my knees
I try and try with all my might but I can't make the full court shot.
The sky is turning a spectacular violet
It was almost time to go and then a voice in the air,
it sounded like a familiar voice,
it was my uncle and he told me I can make the shot,
I bend my knees and shoot the ball and it goes in!
I thank the spirit of my uncle because now I believe
in myself
I know he never left me
He is always here with me in my heart and I know one day I will come
back to that court and play some basketball.
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