Senior softball the end of a long quest
A great season we really did our best
A team with a bond like no other
I trust them as much as I trust my own brother
We fought and fought every game
When we made it to state finals we knew we were not lame
The suspense was built and the tensions rose
We knew we would defeat our worthy foes
The game is on but something is amiss
Reality hits us like a bittersweet kiss
Our morale drops as we see the end
But not giving up hope that there may be something around the bend.
Our loss is clear and our emotions are high
We sob until our tears run dry
It ends our season but not our fellowship
I would not have chosen anyone else with whom to share this hardship
